From her window Maggie watched the delivery guy manhandle the heavy carton to Angela’s front door.
Angela opened it, wearing a short robe with apparently nothing underneath, signed for the item and indicated for the driver to take it inside for her.
Initially he refused, then Angela smiled sweetly, twiddled her hair and let a knee poke through the front of her robe. He smiled back, and with an effort he lifted the package and took it indoors.
Maggie grinned ruefully. Twenty years, twenty kilos and four kids ago she might have had the same success. But not nowadays.
Angela opened it, wearing a short robe with apparently nothing underneath, signed for the item and indicated for the driver to take it inside for her.
Initially he refused, then Angela smiled sweetly, twiddled her hair and let a knee poke through the front of her robe. He smiled back, and with an effort he lifted the package and took it indoors.
Maggie grinned ruefully. Twenty years, twenty kilos and four kids ago she might have had the same success. But not nowadays.
