Robert’s Puzzled Look
Entering the jewelry store, I saw Robert still bent over the ring. His brows were furrowed, like he was trying to solve some great mystery.
“Hey, Robert,” I greeted, trying to sound casual. He looked up, clearly caught up in the puzzle in front of him.
It was as if the ring was speaking to him in a tongue only he’d understand, leaving me out of the loop and watching curiously.