The jeweler held the loupe to one eye, squinting at the marquise diamond set in platinum, and her eyes lit up. One carat, good cut, and color.
Then her gaze grew pensive. “The stone’s value is diminished by a defect deep within.”
The ring was reminiscent of my marriage; pristine on the surface, but deeply flawed at its core.
My heart and our vows were broken from the start. The ring held no symbolism. My decision was easy. My loyal hounds would have their new fence.
“Get what you can for the set.” I spun on my heel, never looking back.
I like the irony in this piece that causes me to wonder if the new fence will result in more or less freedom for the speaker’s loyal hounds. Given the circumstances of the marriage, will the speaker keep the loyal hounds on a “short leash” of sorts? Hmmm . . . !
Thank you for reading my piece and commenting, R Schaut. I’m glad you see irony in this piece. It never dawned on me until you pointed it out! Fencing those hounds in so they don’t roam. Nice.
The story was heartbreaking at first, but loyal hounds line made me laugh. I loved it. Thank you.
Aw! I am glad the loyal hounds made you laugh. Loyal hounds are everything. : <)
‘The ring was reminiscent of my marriage; pristine on the surface, but deeply flawed at its core’ is the perfect line.
Thank you, MW King!
I agree with M W King’s comment. Great line.