My dad then proceeded to tell me that he borrowed the wedding ring and took it to a jeweler friend of his. They were buddies since high school. He asked his friend if he could make an exact duplicate of that ring but with cubic zirconia and fake stones that go with it.

When my mother passed away, my dad went to her room and exchanged the ring for the real one. He said “I knew the b@#ch would come sniffin’!”