He Was Good at His Job

0E96A2B2-54C0-4E65-A8F5-7743E703209DHe knew the neighborhood well. He studied the comings and goings of the people who lived in the houses in a four square block area. He observed their habits, memorized their routines. He was aware of the working couples who were gone during the day. He knew when the mothers took their kids to school in the mornings and picked them up in the afternoons. He knew when the old retired couples would be out taking their dogs for walks. He was a patient man. He watched and waited.

And then he’d see the USPS trucks, the UPS trucks, the FedEx trucks, and the Amazon trucks pull up in front of the houses in the neighborhood. He’d watch the drivers hop out of their trucks, go to the front doors, ring the doorbells, and when no one answered, leave the packages on the front porches or just outside of the doors.

And when the delivery trucks pulled away, he would casually walk up to the houses, looking as if he belonged. He would step up to the front door or onto the porch. He would pick up and walk off with the just delivered packages, the new arrivals.

He was the porch pirate. He was good at his job.


Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt, where the assignment is to write a post about New Arrivals.

Time To Write — All in the Family

F49C8E6E-A29A-4938-84E3-BDE895E4855D“Welcome to the family,” the woman said upon opening the front door.

Dan was both confused and dazzled. The woman was radiant. He had never seen, in real life, anyway, a woman of such dazzling beauty. Dan took a deep breath and simply said, “I’m from UPS with a package for Arturo Bianchi.”

“Yes,” the woman said. “We’ve been expecting you, Daniel. Please come in.” She stepped aside and waved him through the door.

“How do you know my name?” he asked as he stepped inside the large foyer.

The woman took the package from Dan. “As I said, we’ve been expecting you.” Once he was inside, she closed the front door behind him.

Dan took out the little electronic device, about the size of a smartphone, from his belt holster and held it out to the woman. “You need to sign this,” he said, holding the device out toward her and handing her a stylus.

“That won’t be necessary, Daniel,” she said,  grabbing his hand and leading him into large room at the center of which was sitting a heavyset older man with a shaved head. “This is Arturo, my husband,” the woman said.

Arturo got up from his chair, moved over to Dan until he was standing right in front of him. Arturo stood on his tiptoes, placed both of his hands on Dan’s shoulders, leaned in and kissed him on each cheek, and said, “Welcome to the family, Daniel.”

Dan stood back and said, “There must be some misunderstanding. I’m from UPS and I am here to deliver a package.”

“Ah, Daniel,” Arturo said, “There’s no misunderstanding. You are the package.”

Dan looked at the woman, who was smiling at him in a very sexy way, or so it seemed to him. Then he looked at Arturo. How could this short, fat, bald man who was at least three times her age be the husband of this young, strikingly gorgeous, statuesque woman, he wondered. “What do you mean I’m the package?” Dan asked Arturo.

“Your supervisor, Angelo, has told us about your special skills, Daniel,” Arturo said. “He said that you are a problem solver. That you know how to deal with people. That you can be very, shall we say, persuasive.”

Dan was a big guy, standing around 6’4” and weighing in at 225 pounds. Arturo reached over and squeezed Dan’s bicep and smiled. “You’ll do just fine in our family, my boy,” he said.

“Do just fine doing what?” Daniel asked.

The woman who greeted Dan at the door, came over to Dan, stood right in front of him, moved in close enough so that he could smell the subtle scent of her perfume. “My husband is getting older and he needs a bodyguard and an enforcer,” she said. “You’ll be very handsomely compensated and will have generous fringe benefits.”

“I don’t know,” Daniel said.

The woman moved in and pressed her body against Dan and, in a throaty whisper, said, “I’m one of the fringe benefits, Daniel.”

Dan looked over at Arturo, who looked back at Dan and smiled.


Written for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write – Sentence Starter prompt, where the sentence is “Welcome to the Family.” Also for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (radiant).

Special Delivery

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“Honey,” Adam said to his wife, Nancy. “You’re Aunt Rose just called. She said we should expect a special delivery today.”

“Oh, poor Aunt Rose. I feel so sorry for her since Uncle Harry died last month. She seems to be such a lost soul these days,” Nancy said. “Did she say what she sent us?”

“No.”

“Did she say how it was being sent? FedEx? UPS? Priority mail?”

“Nope,” Adam answered. She just said special delivery.”

At that moment the doorbell rang. They both went to answer the door, and when they opened it, there, standing on the porch, was Aunt Rose standing with two large suitcases, one on either side of her.

Beaming, Aunt Rose said, “Special delivery.”


Written for today’s one-word prompt, “delivery.”