Silver with a red stone, thought Marcus. She liked red.
The shopkeeper was extremely friendly, however none of the rings appealed to Marcus. He wanted something different.
“Well,” said the man. “I have one here that is very special. It’ll make her young and beautiful forever. But it comes with a special price too.”
“What’s the price? I’ll pay.”
When he left the store, five of his fingers and an ear were gone.
He should’ve noticed those small jars on the shelf behind the counter. It turned out the man was a collector of body art, as he put it.