My Aunt Cece is engaged. Her man said, “Here you go,” and handed her this boulder of a diamond.
“Does it hurt your finger?” I asked her.
It would almost certainly hurt mine.
They’re getting married in April, in the Bahamas.
Cece is, I think, a supervising nurse or nurse administrator. Paul is a retired lawyer.
I didn’t even know they made diamonds that large.
Anyway, I’m glad for her. She seems happy. I hope things are going well for her, because she struggles, too.