It was after our chat that morning that I came up with an idea. Unfortunately, being Christmas day, I could not act on it for a day or two. At least I could set the plan in motion. It was after we got up and had breakfast that I started.
"Amor, where do you keep your wedding ring?"
She gave me a strange look.
"It's in my jewelry box. Why do you ask?"
"I had an idea for a very cost effective present if that would be okay."
She was still giving me that strange look.
"You are going to do what with the ring?"
I took a breath.
"The guy I bought your collar from is a professional jeweler. I was thinking about getting your ring cleaned."
She looked at me before she started to drop her guard.
"Just a cleaning?"
"Yes. You can come with if you'd like."
She took a deep breath.
"I think that would be a great idea. It's just..."
She started to tear up. I opened my arms and held her a bit. She looked at me after most of the tears were out.
"I'm sorry, Leo. It's all I have left of him. He was still my husband and..."
"I know, Amor. I'm sorry," I whispered.
I held her for a while longer before we moved to the couch. There we sat holding each other under a blanket while the fire burned, and the music played. It was a quiet set up. I was thinking to myself how I was glad I didn't put the prototype together. The mood created by the simplest things was better. She started to look at me and smile.
"I'm sorry I got emotional. It's just..."
"I get it. I still have all of Missy's jewelry in her jewelry box. I never had the desire to go through it. It just feels wrong to me."
"I have his wedding band in my jewelry box also. It's a small jewelry box. We always tried to keep things simple. It was one of the things that helped us get the house in the first place."