Keeping the Scales Tipped at Happiness
When she finished with her reply, she smiled that familiar grin, patted me ever so gently on the arm and walked away. At that time, I wasn't astute enough to understand that her smile camouflaged a deep sadness. Yet she wore that grin well and seldom ever frowned.
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