The tone of his last comment struck me as strange, as if he were hinting at something I didn't quite understand. Keller's expression shifted into a mocking smile.

"Of course she has good taste," he said. "She'll be my wife, after all."

"Of course…"

"I think we should go back to looking at the rings, brother," Andy said. "The sales associate is waiting for us."

"Sure… By the way," Keller added casually, "What's your sister's name? If you really do have one, of course."

I got it then. Ke