The first day of Spring


Spring sunlight streamed across the snow and through the trees as Grace pulled on her coat and rubbed her hands together to keep warm.The first day of spring, her favourite day of the year, had come later than usual. The winter gloom was just starting to leave, the mornings were brighter and the air not as icy.
Her mother called to her from the porch. "Grace! Make sure you're back before dark!"
"Of course Mum. I'll see you soon!"
Grace said nothing, her mother would never understand.