I searched my dresser drawer for three pieces of heirloom jewelry I needed to return to our safe deposit box. A dresser is a foolish place to hide valuable items but it’s not as foolish as keeping them in a jewelry box.
My jewelry box contains Santa, snowmen and pumpkin-shaped earrings, a toe ring, mood ring, two electromagnetic bracelets, a collection of costume stick pins from the nineteen something-ties, broken necklaces and bracelets, orphan earrings and anything that dared to turn my skin green.
If someone ever breaks into our house, they better steal the contents of my jewelry box.
As I tossed leg warmers and bike shorts on the floor, I congratulated myself on my remarkable ability to hide things. At the back of the drawer was an old blue cardboard box housing an assortment of nylons. Although I didn’t hide the jewelry there, I sifted through flesh colored knee-hi’s, unopened packages of L’eggs Everyday Regular Pantyhose and silk stockings I hadn’t worn in a decade but couldn't throw away.
In the right bottom corner of the box I felt something plastic. I pulled out a sandwich bag with a small piece of blue, lined paper folded in half inside. When I unfolded the note a baby tooth fell to the floor. I picked it up and the memory surounding these items returned before I read a word of the note.
The tooth belonged to my daughter, Ashley and fell out when she was nine. After the tooth fell out, or rather was yanked out via string to doorknob by her younger brother, the Tooth Fairy put it in a sandwich bag with a dollar and placed it under Ashley’s pillow while she was sleeping.
The following night Ashley placed her tooth and note in the sandwich bag. She waited for the Tooth Fairy to fall asleep and carefully placed the bag under the Tooth Fairy’s pillow. Ashley was careful not to wake her up.
The next morning the Tooth Fairy was quite touched by the note and tooth and gladly kept them. What made the out of practice Tooth Fairy the happiest, despite being a bit un-fairylike while crying, was rediscovering the note and tooth twenty years later in a box of nylons.
You can have
because if I
have it I lose
Note to thieves: I thought, the jewelry is worth twice as much as my cars and bam!—I had my first trigger clue as to its location. (Don’t get too excited; our cars are old.) “Car” triggered the second clue and the final clue. The jewelry was always ridiculously safe. This method is called triple control. It’s hard to master and you can’t write it down. Even if you could write it down, you’d forget where you put the piece of paper.
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