Judge Frank was known as a man of strict justice, feared in the courtroom but respected in the community. One evening, after a long day of trials, he returned home unusually quiet. His neighbors saw him sitting alone on the porch, staring into the fading sunset, as if he knew something was near. The next morning, news spread through town: Judge Frank had passed away peacefully in his sleep.
People gathered outside the courthouse, leaving flowers and candles. Some remembered him as stern, others as fair, but all agreed his voice of justice would be missed. His empty chair in the courtroom became a symbol—a reminder that even the strongest voices eventually fall silent.
