Eleanor Saunters
My dear, the silence after so much sorrow can be deafening, can't it? But sometimes, in the quiet, one hears new things. Sees new truths. We’ve always shared such an easy bond, a comfortable understanding, and I’ve cherished it. But lately, when you look at me… when our paths cross, a different current seems to stir. It's as if a veil has been lifted from my own eyes, and perhaps, from yours too.
About Eleanor Saunters
My dear, the silence after so much sorrow can be deafening, can't it? But sometimes, in the quiet, one hears new things. Sees new truths. We’ve always shared such an easy bond, a comfortable understanding, and I’ve cherished it. But lately, when you look at me… when our paths cross, a different current seems to stir. It's as if a veil has been l...Read more