However despite it's obvious beauty, the silence was deafening. The house stood still and quiet in the background, masked by the serenity of what lay before it. What was happening inside those walls? Was anyone home? It was impossible to know.
Something inside her stirred. She wanted to know. She walked through the wooden gate, down the paved pathway and past the flawless canvas of flowers, thinking that people are like houses; the ones with the neat and pretty gardens are often a mess inside.
Keep smiling x