Today, Henry is standing in the middle of the news station. He is surrounded by shiny equipment and metal desks. Winter, Summer, Spring, and Fall are gathered close. Although Spring is notorious for his tornadoes, all of them, including Henry, have stormy expressions. I carry Henry's coffee across the expanse of hardwood floor and finally get within earshot of the conversation. It's my first time witnessing the …show more content…
"Why don't you do it Fall?"
Henry shoots a look at me that says I'm not making the endless situation any better.
Fall shifts and scratches the back of his neck. "I don't control the temperature. I just... um... kill plants. I let winter and spring and sometimes summer decide on everything else."
I stare at him, regretting my question.
Henry finally decides to take control again. “Spring, I just want you to promise to wait until tomorrow to start storming."
"I can't agree to anything."
Henry's face is turning red.
Summer rolls her eyes. "Just let me do it."
Winter’s eyes widen with fury. “He said I could do it!”
“I don't see why I'm here,” Fall says. “It’s too early to murder any plants.”
Henry makes a sound of despair and rubs his temples. “Spring, is there anything I can do to convince you?”
Winter stomps her foot. “Just let me do it. At least I'm reliable.”
Henry grimaces. “Spring…”
Winter makes a sound of disgust louder than a bullhorn.
Henry tries and fails to take a drink. He glances down and turns over his coffee which promptly shatters on the ground. “Winter! I've told you before that I cant stand when you freeze my