DJ woke this morning to find four packages on her front porch. Which one should she accept? Which one should she respond to with a polite note that says, “Thanks, but this is just a token of friendship, right”? Which one should she send back with a “Not only no, but hell no”?
A nicely wrapped, square box tied with a red bow. Inside, DJ finds two red, heart-shaped pieces of Godiva Chocolates, a small pistol, and a box of ammo. The handwritten note, on a folded index card (white, no lines), says: “Firing range, 9 p.m. Wear something sexy, and I might let you hold my weapon of choice.—Alex”
A bottle of German Riesling, DJ’s favorite, with a raffia-tied card from Martin’s Wine Cellar, that is signed: “Let’s try again.—Jake”
An ornately carved wooden, hinged box lined in white silk. Inside is a very expensive bottle of French perfume. A folded note on Hotel Monteleone stationery, written in elegant, looping script which DJ has trouble reading, is finally interpreted thus: “For our next dinner date, ma Jolie. Yours, Jn. Laffite.” (This is the real signature of “Laffite,” by the way.)
An exotic winter-blooming lily in a terracotta pot with scrollwork around the lip, and hanging from its top leaf, a gold chain upon which hangs a small peridot heart. A simple notecard, tucked among the leaves, says “Mysteries make the heart grow fonder.—Rand.”
So…let’s have a vote? Whose gift will DJ take, or will she leave them all on the porch?
Oh, and Happy Valentine’s Day!