Jardonn's short story collection celebrates man-to-man relationships kept private. These men have no need to shove their love into the public's face, or as one of the book's characters puts it: We don't need a license to be what we are. No contrived ceremonies of pomp. No lovey-dovey, public displays of affection. No jewelry to proclaim what we already know. Ours is a true ring. An invisible ring. One that is felt. A ring that binds with emotion, with dependency, desire and trust. Everything we are is down on paper, signed and sealed and known only to us and the law firm in charge of it.