"No... I mean, yeah, it's mine. Actually, it belonged to my mother." To Kate's shame, sometimes she forgets to think about her. They say it gets easier with time and maybe they're right, whoever they are. But still, she feels like she should think about her mother more often than not, at least once a day, just so it'll feel like no one's forgotten her smile, her hugs, or the way she used to braid Kate's hair after Kate just wanted to leave it loose and go to karate. There are many feelings going on here and it's because of one tiny (well, not so tiny in the world of gemstones) ring.

"It used to be her engagement ring," Kate explains as she tucks a piece of hair behind her ear, using past tense though not really sure if it's getting the right point across. "It used to be in a safe."