But... would her dad allow it?
After losing his wife so suddenly and in such a terrifying event, what if he wanted to lay her to rest with the memento of their love?
All these years, Lucille grew up watching how well her parents treated each other. Because they loved each other very dearly, they had poured the same affection on her.
She lost her mom, while her father lost the woman he loved with all his heart.
Still...
Lucille swallowed. Hesitating, she whispered cautiously, "Dad... Can I... take Mom's wedding ring? She said she wanted me to have it someday."
Arthur blinked, looking up from Moira to their only child. His heart tightened at the sight of Lucille's concerned look. Then, his gaze drifted to the wedding ring on his wife's finger.
"Sweetheart, your mom has always wanted you to have it," he softened his tone, voice wavering. "She'd be happy if you honor her wish."
