Six weeks later…
"What do you think? Is this what you had in mind?" my mom asked me, showing me a preliminary sketch for Stacy's engagement ring.
My mom and Willow only just made it to New York to see us since we got back from being on the run. They were staying with Kenny and Marlene, as they had far more room than us. Keeping things from them was hard, but it was for their own safety.
This was something I was more than ready to share with my artistic mom though. I was having Stacy's engagement ring custom made for her. After I finally got a gallery owner to take a shine to the photos I took of Europe's vibrant sights, I was having my first show tomorrow night. Fingers crossed I sold enough photos to afford this elaborate piece I had in my head.
"Will two weeks be enough time to have it made? What if she hates it? Should I just buy a ring? You can stop me anytime here guys," I said nervously, passing my mom's sketch pad to Willow.
