As Jane held the enigmatic ring, her hands shook as treachery and mistrust raced through her head. Her worries of adultery had been stoked by her husband’s unpredictable actions for weeks, and now this concrete proof threatened to confirm them.
Jane devised a plan for retaliation in an impetuous fit of wrath, one that would reveal her husband’s dishonesty and get justice for the suffering he had brought about. She soaked the ring in habanero pepper juice with shaky hands, the scorching liquid a suitable metaphor for the blazing rage that engulfed her.
Jane resolutely and covertly put the ring back where it belonged, pulse racing with expectation of the mayhem that would undoubtedly follow. And as it happens, her husband’s sudden departure within hours confirmed her fears and left her to deal with the terrible truth of his treachery.
But when Jane’s closest friend Monica phoned later that day, her voice strained with pain and despair, her victory quickly gave way to incredulity. Monica reported, in a frantic fit of writhing pain, an unrelenting itching that appeared to take over her whole body.
Jane was horrified to learn that the pepper-infused ring had inadvertently caused Monica’s pain, turning a well-intentioned act of retaliation into a vicious and unexpected result.
Remorse and shame rushing to Monica’s side, Jane’s head spinning from the enormity of what she had done. While attending to her friend’s needs, Jane struggled with the fallout from her snap decision to get revenge.
That terrible day had left Jane’s life changed forever. Formerly a sign of distrust and treachery, the ring now functioned as a sobering reminder of the perils of drawing conclusions too quickly and the unanticipated consequences of one’s deeds.
In the consoling hug of her buddy, Jane also promised to take to heart the hard lessons of her history and embrace compassion and forgiveness as she made her way through the turbulent road ahead. Since she learned the everlasting power of love and the human spirit in the furnace of hardship.
