A Bigger Tub

Ethan 

When I approached the cabin I was a bit surprised to find a delivery van outside but then I remembered Demyan mentioning he had ordered a few accent pieces for the guest bedrooms from his warehouse. I figured it would only get here in the afternoon but Demyan's team was just as efficient as I would have expected. 

"Mister Jones?" The delivery man smiled, dressed in black neatly ironed uniform. 

"Yes, morning," I smiled as I shook his hand. 

"Mister Chernyshevsky-Coleman asked for these to be delivered," he pointed to the boxes and the other men ready to unpack them. 

"You can drop them off in the foyer," I climbed the stairs and held the door open. 

They quickly got to unloading and when they were done more than thirty boxes took up so much space that you could barely move around. By the time they left I regretted not asking them to drop them off in one of the guest bedrooms because they were impossible to get around.