Gold


"Charlotte, I didn't know you were still working here!"

The plump, gray-haired saleswoman looked up from her work as the bell over the store entrance jingled and two familiar faces stepped into the jewelry shop.

"Trish, Frank! How are you?" Charlotte removed her glasses and carefully put down the bracelet she was restringing, making her way over to the counter to greet her customers. "So good to see you. I only work part-time now, but you can almost always find me here making jewelry."

Charlotte gave Frank a wink. "Are we shopping for something special?"

Frank glanced over at his wife fondly. "Well, if Trish sees something she likes…"

Trish waved him off with a laugh. "Oh, no, not for me today, Charlotte. We're here to pick up the Rabb wedding rings."

"Of course." Charlotte opened one of the drawers at the counter and shuffled through the pending orders. "Who's getting married?" she asked.

"My son."

"Little Harm?" Charlotte exclaimed, her voice rising into an incredulous squeal of delight.

"Well…" Trish drawled out the word, casting her eyes downward in mock shame. "I'm afraid he grew up, and he's not so little anymore."

Charlotte laughed. "Kids tend to do that. Before you know it, they're a foot taller than you are and running off somewhere doing their own thing."

"Or they're the spitting image of their father and still playing with toy airplanes," Trish joked.

"So Little Harm became a fighter pilot like his dad," Charlotte mused, finally locating the order she was looking for. She lifted the black box out of the drawer and laid it on the counter, opening the top to display two gold wedding rings.

Frank nodded his approval, and Trish let out a little gasp.

"They're beautiful, Charlotte."

"I'll get them packed up for you right away," Charlotte said, snapping the box closed with a flourish and reaching for a bag. She shook her head in disbelief. "I can't believe Little Harm is getting married. Is his bride a pilot, too?"

Trish and Frank both shared an amused smile at the thought.

"Well, she's not a pilot," Trish replied, "but I do believe she would fly with him anywhere."