
Aha, but this silence was good , thought little mouse as she quietly breathed as she wrote in the house.
All alone for a while contented she sat, with a smile. No one to creep around, no to throw out a shout! It was early evening and everyone was out.
Everyone that was except little mouse who was being herself and writing alone in the house. No eggshells to walk on, no broken glass. No one was arguing what more could she ask.
Aha, but this silence was good, thought little mouse as she quietly breathed as she wrote in the house.
How much longer would the silence last, it would not last forever it is like war and peace she knows from time past.
So lets creep away and leave little mouse to enjoy a few moments of peace alone in the house.

Silence is the loudest scream. Anonymous