Inside was a gold ring.
A beautiful one.
Simple.
Old-fashioned.
Exactly the kind of ring Thomas would have chosen.Electronic Components
For several seconds, I couldn’t breathe.
My thumb immediately moved to the crooked copper wire around my left ring finger.
I had worn it for fifty-five years.
The gold ring sat beside it on the counter like an accusation.
Underneath the jewelry box was a receipt from the jeweler downtown.
The date printed at the top was yesterday.
Someone had bought this ring less than twenty-four hours earlier.
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Then I found the card.
Four words.
Someone owed you this.
My hands started shaking.
I read it again.
And again.
Someone owed you this.
I was still standing there when three quiet knocks came from the front door.
I froze.
Another knock.
Patient.
Not loud.Rings
Whoever had left the package had probably waited nearby.
