February 8, 2007
With the ring lost, Jenn didn’t know what to do. She only took it off when her hands were about to get dirty or she’d inadvertently gotten dirty. Though it wasn’t her wedding ring, she’d never been married let along proposed to, she worried. It was a reminder of a trip she took to Ireland three years ago when she had graduated from college and wanted to see the world. She knew she had ancestors, some special weave of colors to call her own, so she commemorated with a knot of silver. Silver that was now gone. Who would know?