EZRA
It was almost evening as she sat on the chair in front of the mirror but her eyes were set out of the window. The sky was wrapped in a golden blanket and it looked beautiful. The sunset was indeed beautiful.
Ezra had always loved sunsets more than anything. Especially the golden glow it brought about in that season. It made her feel like that she had somehow travelled back in time to the earliest memory of her childhood.
Georgia Walter, her mother, looked so young in her memories. She was smiling brightly as they were walking around in the lawn of their country house. Ezra could almost hear her laugh, she looked as bright as the golden sunlight mixed with the clouds, creating a beautiful sky. In the eyes of the 8 year old Ezra Houston, the sky looked like a painting and her mothe
