Scene: Dinner Table
Keira is eating quietly (for once) and mum is stealing a moment to flick through a magazine.
Keira: Mum?
Me (distracted):Hmm?
Keira: I found a diamond!
Me (grasping the words finally): WHAT?
I look at my engagement ring quickly – no missing jewels. I look at Keira to figure out what she meant.
She gives me a cheeky look and raises her hidden hands, and her thumbs and index fingers are steepled together a’la’ the movements from “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star’.
Keira: This kind of diamond!
We both giggle: she laughs more at my relief than at the joke, I think.
