Sweet Victory
The icy cold wind blew fiercely across the houses. Frost was already starting to appear on the windows. She stood in the kitchen looking out as she lazily put away the dishes she'd spent most of the afternoon washing. "Brrrrr, it's freezing" a voice said snapping her out of her thoughts. Gabriella turned around to see her brother wearing what looked liked his entire wardrobe. He looked comical and she couldn't help but burst out laughing and nearly dropping a glass in the process. "Have...