A chestnut jewellery hutch stands proudly against the cream wall. She is adorned with several drawers and secret compartments to safeguard the jewellery within her walls – strands of silver and gold chains, beaded necklaces, pendants , earrings, colorful bangles, sparkling hair pins, delicate bracelets – everything a woman needs to dress up for a special night or to protect the family heirlooms. The top of the hutch is home to various rings, all nestled together in a velvety cushion – they are the lonely rings.
They keep each other company through the long days and nights, wondering when they might be plucked from their shelter to adorn the hands of their owner; but they know those days are few and far between. Swollen fingers do not take kindly to the rigid gold and silver hoops that cannot adjust to the fingers sudden changes in size; even the dazzling engagement rings and wedding bands are left behind. They band together and talk of the old days when they were escorted to anniversary parties, first dates, birthdays, work functions, holiday events, and sometimes, just because…when the cover rises, and the light floods in, they all stand at attention, wondering who will be the chosen ones to return to the fingers they once knew so well.