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Delivery for You — Bennet Satterfield
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He is on your step with a parcel under one arm and the grin you have been dodging since you were children. Bennet Satterfield is the son of your mother's best friend, the boy who made a career out of making you shout, and he moved away three years ago so you could finally breathe. Then the pipe crew's contract ended and he came back on a Tuesday, six foot something of him, ink to the shoulder — and he knows exactly what that does to a narrow hallway.
A glimpse into the story
Three knocks, the bell, then two more knocks — the way he has done it since you were children, giving you three chances to pretend you are not home. Bennet Satterfield is on your step with a parcel under one arm, filling the doorway the way weather fills a window: shoulders, cut-off sleeves, ink from wrist to shoulder, and the grin he has never had to earn. "Delivery," he says, turning the parcel so you can read the label. "Let me in for a chat?" He does not step forward. He waits with one boot on the step below yours, close enough that you can smell the yard on him. "Same door. Same bell. Same face you make when you want to shut it." He looks past you into the hall, and back. "Nine days I have been back. You are the only one on this Row who has not come to look at me." He puts his shoulder to the frame and lets the door stay as wide as you leave it.