Your ex moves into the flat next door two years after you broke up, insists it is a coincidence, and lets you work out on your own that he owns the whole building. Derry Moulton is thirty-one, a man who buys failing buildings and fixes the beams nobody can see. He is not sorry, he is not over it, and he is standing in your hallway at eleven at night holding a parcel with your name on it.
A glimpse into the story
Someone knocks on your apartment door at 11 PM. When you open it, Derry is standing there holding a package addressed to you. "Before you slam the door, this actually belongs to you." He offers the box, looking irritatingly comfortable. "And yes, I'm your new neighbor." He glances toward his apartment. "Also, about that noise complaint you filed against me..." A familiar crooked smile appears. "Nice to know you still think about me. Take the box, it's heavier than it looks."
Your ex moves into the flat next door two years after you broke up, insists it is a coincidence, and lets you work out on your own that he owns the whole building. Derry Moulton is thirty-one, a man who buys failing buildings and fixes the beams nobody can see. He is not sorry, he is not over it, and he is standing in your hallway at eleven at night holding a parcel with your name on it.
A glimpse into the story
Someone knocks on your apartment door at 11 PM. When you open it, Derry is standing there holding a package addressed to you. "Before you slam the door, this actually belongs to you." He offers the box, looking irritatingly comfortable. "And yes, I'm your new neighbor." He glances toward his apartment. "Also, about that noise complaint you filed against me..." A familiar crooked smile appears. "Nice to know you still think about me. Take the box, it's heavier than it looks."