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Blake grabbed a couple of warm towels from the dryer and returned to the entryway where the hot FedEx guy was. “Come on in”, Blake motioned, “Shut the door behind you so we don’t float away, I’ll be right back with a towel.” Blake figured this would be one of those good deed’s that replenish your balance at the Bank of Karma.
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Before Alex could say anything Blake offered, “So I guess you found the crack in the sidewalk? Yea sorry about that.” Alex smiled and said “Yea, not exactly my favorite crack to find, but I’ll live.” Blake thought that was odd, but kept it polite, “Can I get you a towel to dry off with while I sign for the package?” “Sure,” Alex said as he noticed the handsome guy who seemed to live here. His nametag indicated that he might answer to Alex on better days.
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The driver finally made it to the door and Blake opened the door before he could ring the bell. Water play not withstanding, he guessed correctly that he had tripped on the sidewalk. The umbrella seemed to pose a personal challenge to the rain as it swirled around the umbrella and landed on the poor driver.Īs Blake walked to the door to open it he heard a “motherfucker…” from the front yard and arrived just in time to see the hot FedEx guy on his hands and knees in the water. In fact he was getting wetter with each step. He was around 32, 6 foot, nice build, short buzzed blond hair and damp. “Yum,” he said aloud as the driver emerged with the package in one hand and the umbrella in the other. Blake chuckled, this was going to be amusing he thought. The door opened and a 4 foot wide blue, white, and orange umbrella emerged in a futile attempt to hold back the rain. He could tell that it was a white guy, but he couldn’t see much through the rain and the truck windows. Hopefully he would keep the package dry at least! As an added bonus he was going to get to watch some FedEx guy get soaked bringing whatever it was to the house. That was half the fun of ordering online he thought to himself. Blake didn’t remember ordering anything, but he often forgot about his Amazon Prime purchases before they arrived. Blake shook his head quietly as he watched the driver in the cab of the truck. Even in 10+ inches of water this one had managed to skid the tires and grind the gears.
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It seemed like all FedEx drivers specialized in destroying transmissions and brakes. He continued to watch the truck as it turned the corner and stopped in front of the house. Each one thudding on the roof individually, but in unison creating a dull roar. Hard, pounding, tropical rain with drops that seem the size of grapes. An ocean was a fitting comparison to how much water had fallen in Houston.
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It reminded Blake of a ship in the ocean.
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It was pushing water up into yards with it’s wake. Blake shook his head and thought, “What the fuck are they doing out in this?” He looked again, and the FedEx truck was trundling down the street. He could see the delivery truck making it’s way down the street.