Maharani Indian Restaurant
I looked at the jellied range of opals on Sarah’s hand and asked her about her ring. It was not her original wedding ring, that had been stolen by a little girl at a birthday party and brought back two weeks later. Sarah had claimed on the insurance , who then told her to send her wedding ring back-ridiculous we all thought! and so she bought it off them.
She still had it she thought, a tiny engraved gold band with a single jellytot gem. No-that was the first engagement ring that her husband had proposed with to another girl. He was 17 when he proposed. Now in his fifities he is still embarrassed at the mention of the other ring.
