Posted by Jai Narayan on September 5, 2004, at 8:10:30
I wouldn't have married Bill if he'd remained a drunk.
"The doctor made me promise to quit drinking and seeing the blood in my urine is enough for me. My god, the doctor stuck his finger up my butt. He thinks it's an infection and gave me antibiotics," Bill whispered to me as I picked out my wedding ring.
"I think I want this big one," I said, "the setting’s elegant and plain."
"I'm not sure if I can quit drinking alone," he said, "do you think you could give up with me?"I weighed my attachment to getting drunk as I slipped the ring on my finger.I only did it to get high, I've always hated the taste. It might be a relief.
"Sure, what-the-hell, I'll quit with you."
I contemplated the diamond, it sparkled so much but I saw a dark spot deep inside the stone.
"What's this dark thing in there?"
The jeweler brought over his magnifying glass.
"If you look through this glass you'll see it's a flaw. This ring would be three times the cost without it. It's a half carat stone."
A flaw in the diamond! Bill's last name translated meant flaw.
I hesitated, held my hand out and watched how it sparkled then said, "Okay, okay I want the ring."
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