Long, slender fingers danced across the keyboard. After a moment, he handed her the phone.

"Give it a try. This ring can speak too."

Jessica glanced at the screen. It was the same app Herbert had helped her download that night.

She froze, caught off guard.

Timothy pressed the phone into her hand, then bent down to gather up the fabric

on the table, stuffing it into his suitcase.

She stood abruptly and placed her hand firmly over his, stopping him.

With careful, practiced gestures, she signed, *I'm not going back.*

Timothy's face darkened at once, a flash of anger in his eyes. "I came all this way

to bring you home myself. What more do you want?"

The words had barely left his lips when his phone rang.

suit pocket, he saw Sheila's name on the screen

answered immediately.

physician. Am I speaking to Timothy?" The voice on the other end

knitted together. "What happened

Her wound reopened, and she's lost a lot of blood. The

understand. I'll take care of it

quickly dialed another number as he strode for the door. Moments later,

jarred Jessica from her

in the velvet box

tugged at her lips. How

was sincere. She'd almost convinced herself that he bought her the voice-emitting ring

the suitcase and hunching over

***

By the time he reached the hospital, Sheila was already out of the emergency room, looking frail and

hand, his voice soft with concern. "How did you

going to the bathroom and slipped. Timothy,

eyes brimmed

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