In the bedroom, he rummaged through the top drawer of his dresser, searching for the engagement ring. It wasn’t there. I know I put it in here somewhere. He opened the second drawer. Tossed t-shirts around.
No ring. Starting to panic he jerked open the third drawer. The tiny blue box, snuggled in the corner of the drawer beneath his rolled socks, winked up at him. His shoulders sagged in relief. He reached in, grabbed the box, and opened it.Empty. No ring.