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On the day Jennifer Green was born a pile of stones was placed alongside her scale of life. A few were the dark gray of sorrow, but most were a pale blush color. The largest stone was the rose hue of a sunrise. That one would be placed on the scale the day she married Drew Bishop. Even more brilliant but a wee bit smaller was the pink stone glistening with specs of silver. That one would bring Jennifer a baby girl named Brooke. The Keeper of the Scale smiled. Seeing such happiness laid out before him was pleasing to his eye.
Since the beginning of time, he and he alone has been challenged with the task of keeping each person’s scale in balance. A bit of happiness and then a small stone of sorrow, until the lives he has in his charge are measured evenly.
You might think such power is universal, but it is not. There are silver threads that crisscross the landscape of scales and connect strangers to one another. Not even the Keeper of the Scale can control the events traveling through those threads; the only thing he can do is try to equalize the balance once it has been thrown off. There is nothing more he can do for Jennifer; now he must find the thread that leads to Drew if he is to have the love he deserves.
As agitated as a soaking wet cat – Silver Threads
That’s when the rift between the boys started. Tom didn’t like Cassidy but the feeling was more than mutual. A dozen or more times she whispered in Eddie’s ear that they ought to ditch Tom and move on, just the two of them.
In spite of the constant bickering, the three of them stayed together for another two years. They were passing through Alabama when the split finally happened.
It was two weeks before their thirtieth birthday on a day when it seemed the rain would never let up. Since the first of the month they’d been staying in a motel a few miles north of Route 20 and Cassidy was as agitated as a soaking wet cat.