Realisation hit me suddenly. It was ever since I started wearing the ring that I couldn’t sleep anymore! The ring that I so loved. At first sight, as soon as I laid my eyes on it; I knew it had to be mine. Now sitting pretty on my finger, sparkling even brighter than before. It was an antique, a stunning royal blue Kashmir sapphire ring, in a handmade platinum setting, adorned with diamonds and filigree. The detailed etching was something that I hadn’t seen before. It had cost me a small fortune, but it so called to me; I would pay whatever the old lady asked for it. The old lady who owned the corner store, warned me that I should choose another one as this one she said had a “JuJu” on it. I remember laughing when I heard her say that word, an adorable accent she had, Peruvian I guessed.
What set the deal for me was the price, an economical one for such a stunner! I had to go back and ask her about this “JuJu” she spoke about, because ever since I wore the ring, many sleepless nights later, I felt uneasy. I recall having many dreams, but now my dreams were turning into the category of nightmares! They were becoming more real and vivid. I wondered if maybe my lack of sleep was for fear of having these terrible nightmares.
Read the continuation to this story in my upcoming book “Shorter”…
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