a package arrives in the mail the day after New Year’s. (Or more mysteriously, on New Year’s Day.)
Mail didn’t usually arrive on federal holidays.
Heck, in Caroline’s neck of the woods, mail barely arrived at all.
But there it was, the mail van pulling up, the package sliding into the box.
Caroline checked her phone, her computer, and the TV (Which was playing an endless stream of “best of”) to be sure, but yes, it was New Year’s Day. And yes, there was a package sticking out of her mailbox.
She walked down the driveway, donning three coats and two pairs of mittens, boots over two pairs of socks, and two hats, to get there. Continue reading →