So we take on from where we left...
The ring finger of my right hand is completely naked and exposed but I solemnly and bravely continue into life without the beloved pet. One fine night I'm lying down on my comfy bed, clutching one of Jhumpa Lahiri's novels in my naked, naked hands. It is rather depressing. All Jhumpa Lahiri novels are depressing. I reckon she doesn't know how to write a happy ending. Anyways, I push the book away, muttering something under my breath to Lahiri (no, she's not in the room) resolving not to read anymore of her books and quickly fall into a deep, happy slumber. In the morning someone is tugging at my finger, almost dislocating it. I open one eye, perplexed. If my mum is trying to invent new ways of waking me up in the morning, this surely catches my attention. Then right before my half open one eye, mom slips a familiar ring into my finger. Is this what I think it is? YESSSS it is!! She found it in a strange place in a stranger way. The Universe decided to bring back my pet to me! Kind kind Universe!
So yeah, its back, not where it belongs, but where it was chosen to be in this place and in this time, on the ring finger of my right hand.
So Ms. Lahiri, I hope you enjoyed your first crash course on how to write a happy ending! :P
