The cheerful girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them: a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box.
he finished the story, he asked Jenny, “Do you love me?” “Oh yes, Daddy. You know that I love you.”
She’s my favorite.”
With one hand her father held the plastic pearls and with the other he pulled out of his pocket a blue velvet box.