Moving Day
Ezra watched the five vehicle convoy threading its way slowly up the drive. He quickly picked out JD and Buck teasing and arguing in his “classic” truck. Chris had volunteered to drive the moving van so he was leading the parade with Buck following, then Vin, Josiah, and Nathan bringing up the rear.
When they were all stopped, Ezra stepped down off the veranda and walked out to the.
“Alright, we got it all here, Ezra. Now wee do we put it?” Chris groused good-naturedly.
“I believe, gentlemen, that you will find everything adequately labeled, but should you find anything you are unsure of, feel free to ask questions. First, however, let me show you around my humble abode.” Ezra replied and led his six friends into the house.
Ezra pointed out which room was the master bedroom, where his office was, and which of the guest bedrooms was to be furnished with the things for his condo. He was planning on shopping for more furniture soon, but he wanted to see exactly what he was going to need first. He also pointed out the special room he had been working on earlier; telling them that there would only be a few boxes for that room and no furniture. Between the seven of them, they made short work of moving all of the furniture in, though they were all very glad that Ezra had contracted with a moving firm to move the heaviest of his things, including the baby grand piano and twelve foot solid oak bookcase that were already in place in the living room.
As they reached the front of the van and the boxes that had
been loaded first, Chris and the others thanked god for the neatly written
labels Ezra had attached to the boxes.
They were a little disconcerted to realize that a lot of these boxes had
never been unpacked from his move from
Coming to the last dozen or so boxes, Buck picked up one and started looking for its label. Finding none, he carried it inside and hunted for Ezra. He found him in the kitchen up packing dishes and pots and pans in preparation for making dinner for them. “Hey, Ez, where’s this go? It ain’t got no label.” Buck wondered what could be in the box. It was an unremarkable cardboard carton, but the tape was so old it had had several layers applied and even the most recent was yellow and brittle with age.
Looking up at him, Ezra examined the box Buck held. Yes, it was one of the ones. “That one goes in the small room I showed you off the living room, Buck. And, Buck,” when the ladies man turned back to him, he continued, “Please, be careful, the things in there are fragile. There should also be six more exactly like that one that go in there too.” Nodding Buck took the box to the specified destination, but his curiosity was well and truly piqued.
Heading back toward the van, he ran into Josiah and Nathan, each carrying a box identical to the one he had carted in. Getting their attention, Buck told them where they went before heading out for another box. With in twenty minutes, all of the boxes were in the house and Ezra had set them to unpacking books while he started dinner. When Buck asked about the special boxes, Ezra smiled and told them that they would deal with them after dinner.
