Everywhere she looked she saw silver linings. Rainy mornings secured timeout in front of a crackling fire. Sunny afternoons meant relaxation, serenaded by sweet twittering. Car trouble afforded her well-needed exercise, while a sound engine provided comfortable transport.

Roselyn searched for positives in everyone. She shunned the pretentiously popular, preferring the company of the socially inept. Slander just went in one ear and out the other.

Nothing seemed to faze her and she somehow found a glimmer of light in the darkest of tunnels. She rejoiced at the new found freedom that her redundancy provided and welcomed the change of location after that unscrupulous landlord evicted her two days before Christmas.

Misplaced trust proved her eventual downfall one evening, when she invited the injured stranger in so he could phone emergency services.

CSIs dusted the crime scene for prints as the funeral directors drove the hapless victim back to the parlor, where they lined a mahogany casket.

Everywhere she looked she saw silver linings.

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