One silver tear drop earring, as elegant as any sadness could be, sat dangling off the edge of an antique sink.
Another silver tear drop earring, as elegant as any sadness could be, sat misplaced between couch cushions, wondering what had gone wrong.
They each remembered when they first met. “We’re one in the same!” They had exclaimed at almost exactly the same moment. Together they draped themselves proudly below a woman’s heavy earlobes.
The woman loved them. She wore them all the time. She wore them to dinner parties, work, and even gardening. She loved them so much, she refused to take them off. She wore them in the shower. She wore them to bed. She wore them everywhere until one day, when she wasn’t paying attention, one of the earrings slipped.
Where had it gone? She tried retracing her steps. How could this have happened? She looked through her garden. What will I do without the other? Her loss hung heavy upon her head.