"Connie?" I whined. "Hey Connie?"
"Hmmm?" She asked, glancing back at me.
"My arms sorta feel like their gonna fall off." I complained. I had been struggling to keep up with her, as we walked through the mall, with me (being the nice, polite boyfriend that I am) carrying her shopping bags.
"Sorry, were almost done." She smiled.
"Praise the Lord." I muttered to myself, rolling my eyes, and following her.
I was counting the tiles in the floor, when Connie suddenly stopped in front of this one jewelry shop. I, of course, not looking where I was going, ran into her, and tripped, nearly sending us both onto the ground, luckily, Connie caught herself, and stopped my fall before it was too late.
"Wow." She breathed, starring at this one necklace in the shop window. It was gold with a small teardrop diamond at the end, it was beautiful.
"My mother had a necklace exactly like that....I've seen pictures of it- but I've never been able to find it, I- I think dad buried her in it." Connie went on, staring at the necklace.
I looked down, I knew that Connie didn't like to talk about her mom. She had never known her, she had died just a few hours after Connie was born. I can't imagine what it must be like for her....
"Well...um, I've still gotta pick up one more thing, and then we can go." Connie said, pulling me past the shop.
That night, as I was trying to go to sleep, I kept thinking about Connie's face when she had seen that necklace in the shop window. I decided to go back to the mall tomorrow, after practice and check it out.
"Can I help you?" A snotty looking sales woman asked me, as I entered the jewelry shop that afternoon.
I sighed, it was nothing new. I was used to stuck up rich people. Upon taking a second look at her, I was almost ready to bet money that she was an Eden Hall alumni.
"Yes, I was wondering about that necklace in the window...."
She smiled. "That piece is older, we acquired it from an estate sale. It's dated 1919." She explained.
I swallowed, nervously. That ment that it was going to be expensive.
"It's 24 caret gold, and-" She went into some detail about the purity of the diamond. I was waiting for her to just cut to the chase.
"It's on sale right now, $599.99, more than half of the original price."
My mind was screaming, six hundred dollars? But I just kept flashing back to that look on Connie's face, and what she had said earlier that week, about the kind of gift she wanted for Christmas....
"Can you- hold it for me?" I asked, crossing my fingers.
"I supposed." She sighed. "For how long?"
"I'm...uh, I'm not sure yet...." I wasn't sure of anything at that moment. I didn't have six hundred dollars, all I really knew was that, that necklace was going to be my Christmas present to Connie, one way or another, I would find a way......
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Pretty short, I know- but mores comming soon :o) for now- U know the drill ;o) -Kit
"Hmmm?" She asked, glancing back at me.
"My arms sorta feel like their gonna fall off." I complained. I had been struggling to keep up with her, as we walked through the mall, with me (being the nice, polite boyfriend that I am) carrying her shopping bags.
"Sorry, were almost done." She smiled.
"Praise the Lord." I muttered to myself, rolling my eyes, and following her.
I was counting the tiles in the floor, when Connie suddenly stopped in front of this one jewelry shop. I, of course, not looking where I was going, ran into her, and tripped, nearly sending us both onto the ground, luckily, Connie caught herself, and stopped my fall before it was too late.
"Wow." She breathed, starring at this one necklace in the shop window. It was gold with a small teardrop diamond at the end, it was beautiful.
"My mother had a necklace exactly like that....I've seen pictures of it- but I've never been able to find it, I- I think dad buried her in it." Connie went on, staring at the necklace.
I looked down, I knew that Connie didn't like to talk about her mom. She had never known her, she had died just a few hours after Connie was born. I can't imagine what it must be like for her....
"Well...um, I've still gotta pick up one more thing, and then we can go." Connie said, pulling me past the shop.
That night, as I was trying to go to sleep, I kept thinking about Connie's face when she had seen that necklace in the shop window. I decided to go back to the mall tomorrow, after practice and check it out.
"Can I help you?" A snotty looking sales woman asked me, as I entered the jewelry shop that afternoon.
I sighed, it was nothing new. I was used to stuck up rich people. Upon taking a second look at her, I was almost ready to bet money that she was an Eden Hall alumni.
"Yes, I was wondering about that necklace in the window...."
She smiled. "That piece is older, we acquired it from an estate sale. It's dated 1919." She explained.
I swallowed, nervously. That ment that it was going to be expensive.
"It's 24 caret gold, and-" She went into some detail about the purity of the diamond. I was waiting for her to just cut to the chase.
"It's on sale right now, $599.99, more than half of the original price."
My mind was screaming, six hundred dollars? But I just kept flashing back to that look on Connie's face, and what she had said earlier that week, about the kind of gift she wanted for Christmas....
"Can you- hold it for me?" I asked, crossing my fingers.
"I supposed." She sighed. "For how long?"
"I'm...uh, I'm not sure yet...." I wasn't sure of anything at that moment. I didn't have six hundred dollars, all I really knew was that, that necklace was going to be my Christmas present to Connie, one way or another, I would find a way......
******
Pretty short, I know- but mores comming soon :o) for now- U know the drill ;o) -Kit