Titanium bond

He held my hand as we walked along the shore. We watched the old steam ships blow that steam to the side as if it were nothing now that it was wasted. I lean on those broad shoulders. My dress blows against my barren ankles. He raps his gentle arms around my waist.
He gently kissed my cheek as he slowly moved away. I touched my flushed cheek as he leaves for work. I always stoped now to think if he noticed my stomach. I was two weeks pregnant and he still didn't know. Too bad it was his daughter.
He thought I didn't know. He left his ring in his pocket that day. He went to pick up another loose woman again at the bar. I knew he cheated all the time, but if it ment no one would say "I love you," then it always made it hard to leave.
I just wished he wouldn't cheat on me anymore.
Wouldn't you guess prayers were answered that day in more ways than one. It first started when the kind policeman intervied me about the shooting. My husband was the only one that was killed. Then they showed me the crime scene. They told me I could take anything as a reminder. I dug my hand into the bloody pocket that stained my shirt so bad it still hasn't come out. When I pulled out the pocket. Different rings fell to the floor.
I checked throught dozens of unique rings. I picked up the titanium ring that could only have been mine. Just as I dusted it off; a scampy little thing ran through the door.
"I'm sorry I'm late, I'm one of his wives. Oh hi Mandy, how have you been?" She shuffled over and gave me a hug. The police stood in awe as we held a normal conversation. They must have expected us to fight over who loved him more, but the truth was we easily got over that. She just bent down picked up her ring and we ended up goin to dinner, but I got a call from the policeman and left dinner for a dance.