The undelivered parcel
She had left hastily that morning, having overslept after repeatedly snoozing the alarm.
She was washed, dressed and ready in less than ten minutes, when it usually takes her at least half an hour, something which shows that it’s not the procedure, but the desire in doing it that matters.
She grabbed her keys and ran out, starting off her day with too much anxiety already.
He had sent her a parcel over a week ago, filled with things that would remind her of him, of them, of her when she was with him.
But she would never receive it.
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There is so much depth of feeling to this story. I think she’s upset because she didn’t receive it, so she doesn’t know he cares. I choose to believe that it was misrouted and she will find out when she talks to him later. And everything is going to be just fine! 🙂
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I like your positive insight! 🙂
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Makes me wonder what happened that she never received it. Part 2! Part 2!
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Ohh!! I’m glad you’re intrigued!
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🙂
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Did she get into a car crash?
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Perhaps…
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