C is for “Can’t keep Calm”

He came home late from work and as was her daily routine she kept waiting for him, walking restlessly to and fro and time and again looking down the window in the hope that the next white car coming down the road was his but all the time she was disheartened until fifteen minutes to twelve in the night when he finally turned up.

They quickly finished with their dinner.

It was his birthday the following day and all the preparations had been done.

She couldn’t keep calm since she had some great plans involving some clues and hints written on piece of papers that will help him to search and find his gifts.

The clock struck twelve and the ‘hunt‘ for the surprises began.

P.S. – Written as a part of A-Z April Challenge

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