My Mother Never Did Understand

My mother never did understand

My mother never did understand. She never knew the full story. And she never will, not now, not after what happened. I mean, would you tell your mother what happened after she grounded you because you broke the letterbox, BY ACCIDENT!!??? Well it all started like this…

“Mum, there’s no hot water in the shower!” AND, “MUM, HAVE YOU MADE MY LUNCH.” And also,”Hey! You stole all the cookies!”

By 8:30am all the noise had died down in the house and only mum, myself and the dog remained on the property. I grabbed my school bag and and headed out the door. Mum jingled the keys in the lock and strolled to the car, proceeding to get in and start the engine. The car rumbled up the driveway, and paused at the top. And then I saw it. The round tube, slim and brown, half hanging out of the letterbox.

Mum had seen it too.

“Honey, can you be a sweetie and jump out and grab it?” she asked in a syrupy, false tone.

She didn’t need to ask twice. I jumped out of the car, swinging my bag over my shoulder. I took a hold of the parcel and tugged at it. Instead of springing out of the letterbox like I had expected, it stayed wedged in the letterbox, not budging one inch. Grasping the package more firmly this time, I placed two hands on the parcel. Taking a deep breath I yanked at it with all my might.

Suddenly I heard a something clunk and the next thing I knew I was sitting on the road, with the letterbox perched on my knee. I scrambled to my feet, trying to ignore the growing pain in my leg and looked at the car. Nobody was there. I couldn’t believe my luck. Did this mean there was even a small possibility that mum actually didn’t see that?

By Emma M