'THERE'S A DELIVERY guy here asking for you,' Chok Dii called up the stairs.
'Sign for it, can you? I'm tired,' Dan shouted.
'No, you must, he said.'
'Oh, all right, I'm coming.'
Dan covered his boxer shorts with a towel picked from the bathroom floor.
A man in a green uniform looked him up and down. 'Khun Dan?'
'Yeah, what do you want? My passport?'
'Sign here, please.'
Dan grunted and scribbled his name. He threw the small but neatly wrapped box to the sofa through the living room door. He stomped up the stairs, dropped his towel, and slumped onto the bed.
'Aren't you going to open it?' His girlfriend asked.
There was no answer. She picked it up and shook it. She was studying his typed name and address. Noticing the back had no return address. 'It had better not be from that ta
