Gemotions

The pungent odor of the pawn shop was immediately unsettling. Ethan swallowed hard. He looked at the ring; it was the exact ring his grandfather gave his grandmother, Clara, and the ring he had always heard about. He felt his hands begin to sweat. He had seen it as a young boy, but it disappeared after a family dispute.

The details of the ring were imprinted on his mind. He couldn't believe his eyes. He felt a sudden ache in his chest, an unbearable pressure. The world around him seemed to blur.

He found himself speaking to the clerk. "I…I need to see that one." His voice was hoarse. The man nodded and reached for the case key.