Gina Heslop
In a cozy town where everyone knows each other, I started getting packages for someone named Carla. I got suspicious and asked my husband Kevin about it. He said it was a mistake, but I wasn’t convinced.
The next day, I saw Kevin at the post office with a parcel. He seemed secretive and talked on the phone, saying, “I’ve done it, honey.” I felt betrayed, thinking he was cheating.
Instead of confronting him, I decided to play a prank. I sent him mysterious letters with scary messages. Kevin got scared and nervous, not knowing what was going on.
Finally, he confessed that Carla was his estranged sister, and he was helping her secretly. The parcels were gifts and essentials for her. I felt relieved but guilty for suspecting him.
We promised to be more open with each other. Our relationship grew stronger as we learned the importance of trust and communication.
Later, we found out that our neighbor, Mrs. Jenkins, was behind the mysterious letters. She wanted to add excitement to our lives with a harmless prank. We laughed about it and became closer as neighbors and friends.
