Package delivery

As Alexa hung out around the house, the doorbell rang. Alexa blushed as she approached the door and opened it. “Package delivery for Alexa Johnson,” a man said carrying a large box and a few smaller boxes.

“Packages? But I didn’t order anything...” Alexa said.

“Well someone did, but that’s not my concern. I just need you to sign this,” the man said.

“O-okay,” Alexa said and signed his digital pad.

The man walked away leaving the packages in front of the door. Alexa grabbed the packages and carried them inside. She brought them in and then opened them up. Her jaw dropped and eyes widened....they were... diapers! Baby diapers! And other supplies including wipes and baby powder and... “EEK!” Alexa shouted. “No no no! I don’t need these. Why are these here! I didn’t order these!”

Alexa’s lip quivered. “I’m not a baby. I don’t need diapers.”

Alexa hid the diapers in the laundry room closet along with the supplies, absolutely mortified they even existed.