The silver wedding band caught the last of the light.

I turned it around my ring finger.

I thought about the dusty metal shipping containers at Al Asad.

I thought about the droning diesel generators and the little screen on my laptop.

I worked the silver ring over my knuckle.

It slid off easily.

I held the metal band in my palm for ten seconds.

Then I dropped it into my right pocket.

Haley threw a grounder.

Cody scooped it into his glove and laughed.

The sun went down behind the yard, and the house stayed quiet.