It made sense ... maybe. Turq’s friends also knew her as Blue, so for Nicole’s wedding who better to supply the something blue for Nicole’s trousseau. Turq had several rings with suitable turquoise stones, but Nicole expressed doubts. “I want my fingers to be bare but for the wedding band, you know? Sort of like virgins.”

Turq sputtered a short laugh. Then she thought of just the thing. “How about this?”

“What’s that?”

“Well, a necklace, I guess. It was mine when I was a little one. The disk is made of hard rubber, so it was great as a teething toy. One of my first and fondest memories is biting it. It’s hard but soft, you know.” Turq’s teeth clamped the turquoise disk.

“Yeah, but how would I wear it?”

“There’s a chain somewhere.” Turq rummaged through the bottom drawer of her dresser. “Yeah, this silver chain.” She strung the beads through the disk’s center and snapped it shut. “Should be sturdy enough.” She looped it around her neck.