“She became furious.”
“Why?”
“Because she believes our mother wanted her to have it.”
I blinked.
“Did your mother ever tell her that?”
Daniel hesitated.
“Not as far as I know. Mom told me I could use it when I got married. But my sister has always believed that the ring should stay with the women in our family.”
He looked up at me.
“She was very close to our mother. After Mom died, my sister struggled more than anyone realized. She kept several of her belongings, visited her grave regularly, and found it difficult to accept that life had moved forward without her.”
His voice grew rough.
“When she learned I had given the ring to you, she said I had taken something that belonged to her. She accused me of forgetting our mother and choosing my new life over my family.”
I sat quietly, trying to understand.
“What did you say to her?”
