Kendra’s Sun
Writing prompt: Last night, the Sun didn’t set. It fell.
I don’t watch the news, so I knew nothing about it until 4:17 a.m. the next morning.
I would have had a clue at 3:45 because my older sister understands the sun, its predictability, and sometimes, its unpredictability, but I told her many years ago to wake me at twilight, not at nautical twilight, and definitely not at…