Where did you get that ring

Inside were three smooth stones.

My breath caught.

“They’re from the lake parcel,” he said. “Before the sale closed. I went there and found them near the old picnic spot. I thought maybe you’d want them.”

I looked at the stones.

One gray. One white. One dark with a line through the middle.

Caleb’s hands trembled.

“I’m in counseling,” he said. “Not because continue reading …