Death of her parents

***ELIZABETH BROWN*** The taste of the moonshine. The dancing in the starlight. The two sisters were blissful on the lawn. Their parents would have sent them in to not catch a cold. To get warm under their princess blankets. They were lawless and free. Julian, 15, and a lover of nature. She sat on the grass when her feet hurt. She didn’t do the roundabouts anymore; spinning on one foot. The earth looks wavy and takes you into a whirl. Catherine, 12 loved nobody more than her sister. She was always eager to leave school to have fun with her sister. Julian always took her to the grocery store on weekends. She’s got all the licorice she wanted. A dog hit the ran across the lawn from the neighbors      “Catherine, the sprinklers got turned on,” Julian had the widest smile on her face.     “This will make up for rain,” Catherine dragged her sister by the hand. They rolled on the ground. The water dripped onto their faces and wet their clothes. They didn’t care. This was one of those night.