Second Light
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Eric Johnson came home really late. Instead of his usual stop at the master bedroom to chat with Yvonne Johnson, he headed straight to my room.
I was already in my pajamas, about to hit the hay, when he softly pulled me out from under my cozy blanket.
He gave me a small box.
"Wendy, I know you've been eyeing this diamond necklace for ages, so I picked it up for you today."
I looked at the shiny necklace in my hands and felt a sad chuckle bubble up inside. It was not the one I liked. The one Yvonne had on that afternoon — that was the real stunner.