With This Ring
By J. Smith Kirkland
He knew it would be the last time he was trusted with anything. How could he lose the ring. He was sure he had put it in the inside coat pocket. That seemed safe. He didn't think it could have fallen out when he hung his jacket on the back of the chair, but that is the only time it could have fallen out. He looked everywhere around the chair, but no ring. He had lost the ring. The bride's grandmother's ring. He was the worst best man ever. Well, Rodney was the the worst best man ever. Losing the ring doesn't compare with making out with the bride before the ceremony like Rodney did at his cousin's wedding, but that wasn't make this any better.
The wedding was only minutes away. He was trying to look around the chairs again, but people were there now. Earlier it had only been the parents making a fuss at the decorations, the sister talking with the musicians, and her husband nodding off up front. The young niece and nephew were running around yelling, knocking over flowers, and . Now people were sitting in the chairs. More kids had arrived. He was trying to look while not to show panic on his face. He was trying to think of what he was going to say to the groom. Does he tell the groom. Or the bride. He did not want to tell the bride.
He walks to the front and sits by the sister and brother in law. He is about to confess to them when the sister says, “where did you get that?” He looks and sees the niece has put the ring on her neclace.
“She was keeping it safe for me. Weren't you sweetheart?”
Before she could answer I held out my hand for her to give it to me, “Your Auntie Kate will be so grateful to you.” Then I looked at her mother, “You have such good children.” I was as sincere as possible, but she knew it was a lie.
As soon as I felt the ring touch my palm, I clenched my fist around it so hard that my knuckles turned white. And I did not loses that grip until the preacher dude said, “Do you have a token...”
A character has lost an object that is of great value to someone they love.