The second they see the sky start to light up with colour they scream for me, drag me to the window and beg me to take a picture. (It's the same thing for sunrises, except don't tell them it's called a sunrise. It's a sunset and they will argue with you until you are blue in the face.)
Tonight I went to end of the street with Ethan to see the sunset.
Personally I think he has an ulterior motive. He's still looking for that damn tractor that gave his brother a ride in the spring. It still hasn't come back for him and he is not impressed.
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