Elena opened the drawer, and took out the black velvet box. She slowly opened the box – her box of memories. The pearls were luminous, caressing each other as they intertwined. No beginning, no ending. Tears came to her eyes as she remembered the night that Xavier had given them to her. It was their twentieth anniversary, and they were celebrating at their favorite restaurant. Candlelight, wine, and the magnificent pearls.

Over the years there had been many occasions to wear them – they had become a symbol of the bond between her and Xavier. A bond that now surpassed death.

(c) April 2015 Bonnie Cehovet

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