DIVORCED, BUT SPOILED BY MY FIVE BROTHERS
For one fleeting second, she looked lost, and I knew that look, because I had worn it for three years.
Then the Eye of the Blue Sea appeared on the screen, and I sat up straighter, my breath catching. The sapphire caught the stage lights, deep blue shading toward violet at its centre, and I thought of Grandma's thin hands and the way she had said its name.
"This is the one," Rowan said quietly.
I nodded. "Don't lose it."
"I'll do my best," he said.
"That's not very reassuring," Peter said from behind us.
Rowan half-turned. "Are you planning to bid against me?"