His reaction, his question, was enough to answer her own query. "For my tenth birthday. Dad threw me a party," she answered quietly and reached out for the ring's return. Her gaze was a little blurred with tears as she stared down at the street, her emotions finally getting the best of her. The sounds of car horns blaring, dogs barking, music blasting all slowly brought her back to the present and out of the memories of the past. Reality set in. She still had a life here. Responsibility.
"It's getting late," she murmured, her voice a little thick with her tears, and she wiped her eyes with her fingers. "I've got to work a double tomorrow so I ought to get home."