100-Word Fiction: The Last Post

The old man opened the door. I’ve a parcel for you, said the post lady. Oh fantastic, said the man in a high, wheezy voice: It’s from my son. He’s away in Australia. Married. I have two granddaughters. Can you sign here, asked the post lady. Here, I’ve a pen. The old man signed: You’veContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: The Last Post”