The next gift was a beautiful pair of diamond earrings with a matching necklace, and a yellow rose. What was more, the diamonds were real. Years of recovering stolen jewels had taught Kim the finer points of not only telling a fake from the real deal, but also how to approximate the quality of rare gems, and the ones she held in her hand were very real indeed, not an extravagent caret but noticeable and very well cut. The earrings were studs with an extra teardrop diamond hanging from them, and the necklace was a teardrop pendant, larger than the earrings, on a silver rope-style chain.
She did not try them on. Instead, she replaced the items in the large flat box they'd come in, setting them on her dresser, next to the bottle of perfume, the red rose which she'd dried to preserve and the orange and yellow rose in a clear vase, and the note. She looked at the items several times a day, hoping seeing them all together might provide some insight as to the identity of the sender.
So far, she'd come up with nothing.
No one from school had been paying her any undue attention lately. At least, not that she had noticed. No one had been giving her sly smiles, or winks, or trying to catch her eye.
Next week.
The final gift was supposed to be sent on Monday.
Surely she would find out who was behind it all then.