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Memory House THE SEQUEL – #fridayfiction
They say that somewhere far beyond what we see there is a scale of life; for each moment of happiness, a stone of sorrow is dropped onto the scale.
When the Keeper of the Scale saw that Annie Cross’s life had been weighted with sorrow for far too long he selected a stone the color of an early morning sunrise. It was round, worn smooth and without jagged edges. He gave a smile of satisfaction then dropped the stone onto the happiness side of Annie’s scale. That was the day she knocked on Judge Oliver Doyle’s door.
As she looked into the blue of his eyes, she knew he was the one.