By Joyce Bunting
Winner of Harpenden Writers April 2021 Flash Fiction competition, voted winner by members of the group.
December 1938, Johannesburg.
I’m sending you these three gold nuggets which I found whilst prospecting. I would like you to get one of them made into a wedding ring.
Sixty-five years later I found the little envelope with the note and two nuggets. I had them assayed along with Eliza’s wedding ring. They were from the same seam.
But Eliza had married Richard. Had James been her fiancé, or a relation?
Was he lost in the War? No-one of her generation was left to ask. There had never been any whispers. Eliza had kept her secret close.