My Sister Meg 1
It must have been 3 or 4 in the morning, and the movement of her getting comfortable had woken me up. "What're you doing?" I asked. "The wind broke the window in my room. Dad said he'll fix it in the morning, so I'm sleeping in here until then." My older sister Meg mumbled to me as she adjusted herself in my bed. It being early Fall and knowing how hard the wind blows around this time, I understood and began to try and drift back to sleep. Meg's dyed deep red hair made it's...