I agreed.
She wasn’t asking me to buy anything. She simply enjoyed examining the colorful bags and decorations.
We had barely entered the aisle when she stopped.
“Grandma, look!”
She crouched beside the bottom shelf and reached behind a cardboard display.
When she stood up, something glittered in her palm.
“Somebody dropped a treasure!”
It was a gold ring.
Not an ordinary little ring, either.
A massive diamond sparkled in the center, surrounded by smaller stones.
I had never held anything so expensive-looking in my life.
For a moment, I couldn’t move.
I glanced around.
The aisle was empty.
No customers.
No employees.
Nobody seemed to have noticed what Ellie had found.
And then a thought crossed my mind that still embarrasses me.
*That ring could solve so many of our problems.*
I imagined repairing the ceiling.
Buying Ellie proper winter clothes.
Paying for my medication without cutting back on groceries.
