Please, Mr Postman!

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: The Imaginarium
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Submitted: September 04, 2019

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Please, Mr Postman!

 

I’d been listening for the post van, exactly as I had been for the past four days. It was late, the letter. If it did not turn up soon I’d have to accept it wasn’t going to. I would not have been offered a place.

I so wanted to go. But it wasn’t just my disappointment that was at stake. Both my parents would be disappointed too, and wasn’t I going to know how let down they were!

I heard the van. Strange how the mail van had such a distinctive sound to its engine. I’d be lost if they ever replaced it. The vehicle was slowing.

I shot out of my room and ran down the stairs. If the letter was going to turn up, I wanted to be able to read it alone and digest the contents. I’d need a moment to prepare myself whatever it said.

No one else was at home. There really was no need for my panic, but still I opened the door, grabbed the envelope from the postman’s hand, and muttered a quick ‘Thanks’.

If I’d not paused to look at the address it wouldn’t have happened. The door slammed shut and I was outside it without my key!

Maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad sitting out on the step, waiting for someone to come home, if the letter had been the right one. Instead, I was left outside with nothing more in my hand than a utility bill.

Boy, were they going to be happy to be given that! And, even worse, I’d have to go through it all again tomorrow.

 

 


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