Orlando stood stiffly in the crowd.A year apart, and he'd thinned out a great deal.He wore a suit I'd given him once. It hung off him now.His hair was still combed neatly, but half of it had gone gray.When I came down off the stage, he sidled up to me."Effie, congratulations."I smiled and nodded. "Thank you."Seeing him again, there wasn't a single ripple left in me.If Orlando was a mountain, then I was the wind, free.I'd long since crossed over him."Effie, this whole year... I've been waiting for you... I said I'd wait forever..."He hung his head, voice hoarse, his feet shifting like they couldn't find solid ground.Then something occurred to him, and he pulled a special box from inside his coat.It was made of crystal. The lower compartment held an old photo of me.The upper one held a ring.I raised an eyebrow.It was the seven-carat pink diamond, the one he'd bought and once promised me."Now that your company's gone public, you must be happy. The anger's probably mostly
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