April 13: Flash Fiction Challenge – The Wife’s Ring

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April 13, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write about a ring. Keep the definition to that of a piece of jewellery. Whose ring is it and what’s its significance? Go where the prompt leads.

 

It was the start of our adventure and it meant packing up house and moving to a new town.

Everything was going well. We had a place to move to, we both had jobs and our new place was way out in the bush.

It came undone when my wife lost her engagement ring. It had vanished in the clean-up. Did it go in the rubbish? Was it thrown in the incinerator?

We searched high and low, blamed each other, but it was never found. I liked that ring, it was special and unique. It would never be replaced.

 

Written for: https://carrotranch.com/2017/04/14/april-13-flash-fiction-challenge-2/

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10 Responses to April 13: Flash Fiction Challenge – The Wife’s Ring

  1. susanzutautas says:

    I can only imagine how bad you both felt. Great flash!

  2. Charli Mills says:

    An interesting take that shows how even when life is going well, a loss can stall the happiness. This actually happened to my daughter. They were helping friends build a mud and straw house on their farm. My daughter is fairly certain her wedding ring is in the walls.

  3. Lorraine says:

    My grandmother lost her wedding ring. Years later, when digging in the garden, she found it.
    In the river by her house, my mother lost her class ring. Many years later, it was found by my father’s cousin-in-law. She was describing the ring, the insignia, and my mother said, “That’s my ring!” It’s still a tidal river at my grandmother’s, so how the ring remained near the two houses (grandmother’s and her mother’s then her brother’s summer home) is a mystery. So, rings can be found — unless incinerated, that is.
    And rings can be lost in closed environments — I lost a ring in the sort of spot it would be like a locked door murder mystery. The ring was never found, even by later folks who lived in my room in the co-op house.

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