Morning shined through the window as you woke up and got ready for the day. You don’t see curly around the house, so you walk outside. It had rained the night before, so the grass was crisp and smelled nice. Curly was nearby, watching the sun rise, she turned towards you, looking like she jumped out of a magazine or a photo.

“Morning, sleep well? Sorry I wasn’t in bed, I just had to see the sunrise.”

You stood by her, you couldn’t blame her; what a view.

“Everything we’ve been through, it was worth it, don’t you think?”