Apples in my P.O. Box

I’ve been sick for a few days, but will share a new post soon.
Here is a post from over one year ago. It’s the start of my story with Daniel. There are 3 or 4 more posts in the Marriage category that come after it to finish the story. Thanks for reading! 🙂 Feel Free to Share ❤

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Lots of giggling.

That’s what I heard walking into the post office. Working there during my university years was a good job, but it wasn’t exciting enough for uncontrolled giggling so I wondered what on earth was going on.

My coworkers were staring. I closed the door behind me. More giggling. Apparently no one planned to let me in on the joke so I decided to get on with my pre-work routine. Drop my bag on the counter and look inside my own box before delivering campus mail to everyone else’s.

I liked checking my box from inside the post office walls. Everyone else had to open locks from the outside. I got to see what they were going to get just before it happened.

This was fun to watch. Sometimes it was a note saying they’d received a care package. I delivered love notes, surprise candy, and favorite magazines…

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