“Not properly.”
My heart sank.
“But I can secure it temporarily.
I’d recommend replacing the jump ring and having the chain checked before regular wear.”
I agreed.
By afternoon, the locket was safe enough to give.
I didn’t need Lauren to wear it immediately.
I wanted it to reach her intact.
At the public library, Ruth helped me print a note.
I wrote four sentences.
Then eight.
Then twelve.
Ruth read them.
“Too much.”