In the rain I went to get our mail. When I reached the mail boxes, I saw a middle-aged couple near the package concierge. The concierge is a tall metal structure with many boxes. You put in your individual code and one box will open its door so you can get your package.
The woman was punching in her code. The man was standing about ten feet away with his back to her.
"Don't look!" she barked at him.
"I'm not!" he shouted back.
I got out of there fast.
I hope it was a Christmas present.
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