Prime Delivery Man Tries Not To Look

Prime delivery man sees blob of red on the couch on porch. He parks next to it, makes a note, realizes it is an old woman. She is misshapen, with white roots showing – sleeping or dead? He does not know, so he moves quietly and quickly. Stealthily. I keep my eyes closed as he delivers three boxes. I keep them lightly closed, so it looks like I am not trying. He does not take obvious looks, I see he is curiously afraid. “HI!”I say as he places the last box on the porch. He screams like a bird being eaten by my cat. Serves him right for catching me out her in May Wearing my Santa Claus pajamas and no bra.