“What the fuck is that? Two rings?”
She snatches the rings out of my hand and holds them both up between her thumb and index finger. She shakes the ring with the bigger diamond. “Chris?” I nod and her jaw drops. “You got two proposals in one night?”
“No. Adam didn’t propose to me. He gave me a promise ring.”
Senia looks relieved. “See? Adam is thinking of what’s best for you. You can’t get married.”
I glare at her. “Chris doesn’t expect me to get married anytime soon.”
She sighs as she hands the rings back. “Whatever. I take it you have both rings because you still haven’t chosen. And I know it’s none of my business, but you know I’ll support you whatever decision you make. I like Chris. I’m just a little pissed at him.”
I place the rings on top of the desk and notice an envelope addressed to me sitting on top of a pile of mail. My name and address are spelled out in precise handwriting with a return address sticker from Phillip E. Lungren in Petaluma, California.
“What’s this?” I ask, holding up the envelope.
Senia shrugs as she goes back to bed. “It came in the mail today.”
I slide my finger under the flap and slide out a folded piece of lined paper. Inside, I find the same neat handwriting and a short letter.