DarkHathor

Maddy Phillips moped in the passenger seat of their beat-up old car, staring at the raindrops racing each other down the window. It was nice of her struggling single mother Lorraine to take her and her little brother Dan to the beach for a few days once a year despite the expense, but it was generally a cold, windy, rainy beach so honestly she would rather just stay home reading during the half-term break instead of reading in a dilapidated hotel room. Maddy always thought her family didn't fit in and its members didn't fit in, herself the shut-in loner with little interest in feminine pursuits, Dan the school softie bullied by all the other boys and their mother too busy to have friends or interests. The only place they fit was together, the thirty-five, seventeen and fourteen year olds sharing the same dark hair, dark eyes and tall and handsome build that could perhaps go far if only they were to embrace their appearance, but they had neither the confidence nor the cash for it. Maddy