It
was early Christmas morning. My sister Susan and I sat in the sitting
room, me in my pyjamas and Susan in her nightie. Mother sat by the
Christmas tree and handed us our gifts one by one. I was already
overwhelmed by all the gifts I'd received so far, and eagerly took
the next parcel. “These are from Aunt May.” Mum said.
We
both said “Thank you” as we read the gift tag before unwrapping
them. The moment I saw the fabric I knew something was wrong. “Mum
I think she got the name tags mixed up!” I said as I unwrapped the
gift further and noticed it was definitely meant for a girl. “This
must be Susan's present!”
