Where did you get that ring

sunglasses indoors.

A dramatic touch.

Even in disaster, she knew her angles.

Her engagement ring was still on her finger.

She looked at me and said nothing.

I stood near the doorway.

My mother tried to smile.

“Thank you for coming.”

I looked at Vivian.

“I’m listening.”

Vivian removed her sunglasses slowly.

Her eyes were red, but whether from crying or rage, I continue reading …