"It should have worked," Tara said dully, finger tracing a pattern on the simple blanket that covered the bed.. "Not -- not the way it did. But the whole idea ... it was good. It should have either gone right or done nothing, not ... what it did. It was just -- too big, and I w-was weak."

Too weak, too bad, too something, to be overwhelmed so easily by a little jewelry.

"I should have made Karla do it."