It was pretty.
Sitting daintily upon Lucille’s neck was a gleaming gold necklace. The chain caressed her clavicle as it dipped down her neck, holding a small diamond studded ball.
“Travis gave it to me for my birthday,” she said proudly.
I smiled until I heard her next statement:
“According to the Coach website, it’s worth about $80.”
Lucille appraises every gift her boyfriend gives her.
Every. Single. One.
From the Build-A-Bear teddy to the Bath & Body Works scent set to the tawny snakeskin sandals, every material donation to her personal repertoire is…
And labeled for its monetary worth.
“I want to be sure we are giving equally,” she explained casually. “That way, I’m not giving more than he’s giving and vice versa.”
I shook my head in disbelief.
“There will have to come a day where all this appraising stops.”
Lucille just looked at me and I could see that that day was a long way off.
How can a relationship survive when you’re perpetually checking the scales?