Sofia’s afternoon in the office was hardly her most productive. She couldn’t help staring at the wonderful diamond on her finger. She would take the ring off and put it on her finger again and again. She hesitated as it hovered over her ring finger, left hand. She was about to try it on that finger for size, but stopped short, out of superstition. As she did so, a single tear fell from her eye. She wanted nothing so much as to have reason to wear it there. Maybe a Paolo reason.
But the single tear was shed for herself.
Peter Henderson over 5 years ago
Always a good story and human element Neville.
Neville Hunt over 5 years ago
Thank you Peter. And thanks for reading it.