This week Rachel asks us to begin a story as follows:
‘A package came for you,’ her neighbour said over the fence as she pulled up on the drive.
‘I took it in rather than you have the hassle of having to arrange re delivery or go to the sorting office to collect it.’
Miranda was both annoyed and pleased at the same time. She’d only been here a couple of months and didn’t know anyone, so it was a nice neighbourly gesture, but something niggled.
‘Here you are,’ she said with a beaming smile.
‘Thank you. I appreciate it.’
Indoors, she looked at the label and didn’t recognise the writing or post mark.
Intrigued, she pulled the seal apart, which gave easily.
Inside were a bunch of photographs and a letter from a solicitor.
It appeared a friend from yesteryear had passed away and left her some photographs of their time together. She felt the tears well.
Seeing her neighbour the following day, she thanked her again for taking in her package.
‘You’re welcome,’ she said. ‘I’m sorry for your loss. He was a good-looking man.’