Eva Lewicki

A knock at the door

'And now the moment you've all been waiting for,' announced Bob Johnson, the local mayor. Perspiring slightly, he wiped his brow then dug a chubby hand into the clear perspex box in front of him, full to the brim with pink, green and white raffle tickets. Everyone immediately jostled for position and then a hush descended upon the crowd. Promoted by the local auto dealership, it was the biggest charity fundraiser the town had ever seen. It seemed as though half the community had crammed into the town hall, all duly wearing face masks, to witness the big draw. Many hopefuls had bought a dozen raffle tickets or more.