Karl jerked his arm back, keeping the ring just out of reach. His longer arms made it impossible for me to get my hands on it.

"You're so attached to this ring—don’t tell me it’s something special," he said, squinting at it as he rotated it in his hand.

"Maybe there’s more to it..." he muttered under his breath.

"You're insane," I shot back.

But he didn’t hear me. His focus was entirely on the ring. I was too exhausted to keep ...