Short Story Preview: Undelivered – Jane Lockyer Willis
The present, small and neat, lay unopened on the sitting room floor. It had lain there for a whole week. When it rained and Benjamin was bored he would kick it about a bit.
‘Don’t do that,’ his mother would say, a small smile edging her lips.
‘Why don’t you open it then mummy?’
‘Because it isn’t mine to open Benjamin.’
‘Can I open it?’ he asked, and picked it up and gave it a shake.
‘No. It isn’t yours either. We must save it for Auntie Hester.’ And she took her duster and rubbed away at a water mark on a little side table.
Benjamin climbed onto a chair and dive-bombed the parcel over mummy’s head.
‘I want to open it. Please! Please!’