Day 13 of my drabble-a-day challenge. Here is today’s drabble:

The Lovers’ Ring

Nick and I always felt like two halves of a whole. We thought the same, felt the same. No-one noticed that we loved each other.

We found a gold ring, once. We couldn't marry, but we spoke our vows and hid the ring under a stone behind the church.

That was before the war.

I don't know where Nick is, now, and we need money. I told the guys I'd fetch the ring, and sell it. Nick would understand, I knew he would.

When I moved the stone, I found a crumpled scrap of paper.

"I know you'll understand, N"

I don’t have a good origin story for this. There I was, sitting innocently in a pub with a pint of beer, listening to a nice acoustic set from Pete Green, and the idea just popped into my head.

I had expected that today’s drabble might be about music, and community, and old friends long unseen… but apparently not.