The Cracked Ring
Lydia’s heart ached as she looked at the broken ring on the floor, its significance crushing her. Picking up the pieces, memories of her mother flooded back, and tears welled in her eyes. She had to fix it—if it could be fixed. Hope mingled with trepidation in her as she headed to the local jeweler.
The tinkling bells of the shop welcomed her, and she was momentarily lost in the glittering array of displayed jewels. But the sparkle only emphasized her own loss, and with a deep breath, she approached the counter.
Next: Lydia discovers an intriguing connection to her mom in the jeweler’s shop.
