Where did you get that ring

“your mother and I need to go downtown this afternoon. Arthur has papers ready.”

“What papers?”

“Just some estate updates.”

My mother’s eyes moved to him, then to me.

Something passed between them.

“What kind of updates?” I asked.

My father smiled gently. “The kind parents make when they finally admit they are not immortal.”

“Dad.”

“I know.” He reached across continue reading …