Glinting in the sun, recently unearthed as I labored to plant new roses in my garden.
It's loss had paved the way to more losses. Its loss unremembered, unexplained...so contrary to the promise it represented, a promise that required loss of the finger if the ring was lost.
It had been replaced, but the damage was done.
The accusations, the luggage, the damage in haste to the roses so lovingly grown.
Discovered as I planted the new roses, the memories of it came flooding back and then unleashed a flood of salty tears.
I am participating in the monthly flash fiction challenge at Dude Write, the place where dudes write and compete. October's challenge had 500 words to tell a story that begins with "When I saw it, I nearly cried." I told mine in an even 100. I hope you like it. Head over, read the other entries and vote on the 1st.