Suspicious Delivery
When there an unexpected knock on my door, I first opened the peephole and asked, “Who’s there?”
“Parcel Post, with a package for the Drexhages.”
“Where’s the package?” I asked suspiciously. The deliveryman held it up.
“Could I see some ID?” I said, still not convinced.
“Lady,” he replied, wearily, “if I wanted to break into your house, I’d probably just use these.” And he pulled out the keys I had left in the front door.