She wanted to buy a stone table like the one her neighbor had in her garden. She envied her because her neighbor always had very nice things, but she could not afford them with her scant widow's pension. That’s why she decided to pawn her engagement ring. It had a good diamond, so she could be given a good pinch for it. While she was going to take the underground to go to the gold buyer's shop, she stopped in front of the shop window of the appliances store. She could see her reflection on the window of the shop. She was still young and appetizing, she thought. She had plenty of time to hunt another man. She looked at her hand. Her engagement ring could have been a beautiful memory, but why would she pretend to herself? That ring had been nothing more than a dirty trick so that her boyfriend managed to lock her in that tiger cage, it had become her married home. He had put the ring under her nose like someone who puts a carrot for a rabbit. As soon as they had arrived
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