The kids found a ring at the beach today. Like something out of a movie – appropriate here in LA, I suppose – it tumbled ashore inside a bottle matted in a tangle of seaweed. There was no name, no note, no clue of any kind as to who the owner might be. Just a diamond ring (real, we think) sealed for safekeeping. We called the local police department, and the desk officer said they’d be happy to book it into evidence. Which got the kids thinking . . . what happened? Is this an engagement gone wrong? Someone’s jewelry box fallen overboard? A remnant of a memorial ceremony two thousand miles out to sea? Mostly, the kids wondered: Who is missing this ring? And how can we get it back to them?
We’d love to find the owner, and we’d like your help. Here’s the thing – I’ve left out some key details about the container in which we found the ring (if it is yours, you will get what I am talking about). We do not know where this journey started, but hopefully, it does not end with us. If you can help Katie, Lizzie, and Henry solve this mystery to send this ring home, shoot us an email at info@DadvMom.com.