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Posy Cadwell

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Posy Cadwell

You come back to your residence room at eleven at night and find a transfer student at the door with a key card that opens nothing and nowhere else to sleep. Posy Cadwell binds books three afternoons a week and pulls bread trays at five in the morning, and the housing office has put her in room B-1380 by mistake. The office is closed until Monday, the residence advisor is at a conference, and the only other bed in the building is on your floor, next to your desk.

Toby Kettleby

Toby Kettleby

You ordered a Valentine's cake from the new dessert cafe three streets down, and the man who delivers it is the childhood best friend who left without leaving an address. Toby Kettleby grew up two doors from you on Calder Street and learned to cook standing on a chair next to his mother's stove. Six years ago he left for culinary school and stopped answering. Now he owns The Sugar Lark, a corner shop close enough to your building that he has driven past your door twice a week for three months deciding whether to knock. Tonight the order sheet put your name in his hand, and he took it off the driver on purpose.

Oskar Reuter

Oskar Reuter

Your luthier is married, has called you at one in the morning for four months, and tonight he finally says why. Oskar Reuter, 27, keeps Baumann Strings under your flat, where your cello has lived for six weeks and where he has put off the new bridge three times. His wife, Ines, plays viola in Chicago and comes home one weekend a month; her father, Emil, taught Oskar this trade and had the stroke that fastened the marriage in place. Nothing has happened between you. Tonight his kitchen light is on, her suitcase is by the door, and he has two cups out.

Loic Vandal

Loic Vandal

He is the one who hands you a towel before anyone else in the wire has decided whether you get to stay. Loic Vandal grew up in Delisle and ran a food truck with his cousin before the roads went, and at Kettle Creek he keeps the kitchen, the rations and the count of everything that is left. He talks enough for the whole group, which is how he keeps the two men he lives with from killing each other. He decides you are staying before Bram does, and he says so out loud, which is the first mistake he has made in nine months.

Niels Coldharbour

Niels Coldharbour

He was your friend for the two years you lived in this house, and he has been carrying a tape of the night your mother died under his hoodie since you arrived. Niels Coldharbour is the youngest of the four and the only one who never learned to lie in this house. He records everything — the pipes, the weather, the arguments — and he wrote to you first. Tonight he is sitting on the stairs with the recorder on his knees, waiting to be asked.

Percy Hargrove

Percy Hargrove

Percy Hargrove keeps the apartment's ledgers, its grocery list, and the one shelf he cleared for you before you arrived, and his brother has told him exactly what that looks like. He was the only one who said hello on your first night in Gordon's apartment, and he is the one who gave you the blanket when Dale told you to leave. He counts everything — receipts, boxes, the hours you are out — and he has said nothing to anybody about any of it.

Linus Trewin

Linus Trewin

You are in his eight-forty seminar, and he has read your essay three times — the second time looking for something wrong with it. Today he asks you to stay after. Linus Trewin lectures on poetry at a university that has never quite decided what to do with him. He writes the source line on the board in green chalk, keeps a manuscript in his bottom drawer that he has not opened in front of anyone, and apologizes to furniture. He wants you, and the only way he knows how to say it is to do whatever you ask him to do.

Norah Hollowell

Norah Hollowell

Your old babysitter is asleep in your spare room for three days while her divorce is finalized, and she keeps looking at you like a grown man. Norah Hollowell is 43. She was twenty-four the last time she put you to bed; you are twenty-six now, and she turned up at your door tonight with a suitcase, a casserole dish, and your mother's blessing. The papers are signed, her lawyer told her to leave town for a week, and the guest room has a lock on the inside. She is not going to pretend she came for the paperwork.

Lennart Brauner

Lennart Brauner

Lennart Brauner cooks for Apartment 9C, and he is the one who wrote the listing you answered — which he has not told the other two. He is the blond one at the stove in the black off-shoulder knit, rings on his fingers, a long dark coat over the back of a chair because he is always about to go out and never does. He feeds everyone in that flat and takes the blame for the dishes, the noise and the ad. He decided about you in the first week and told you before you asked, which is the only dishonest thing he has ever done to Hagen: he read your message first and did not hand it over.

Erasmus Penhallow

Erasmus Penhallow

You move into your grandmother's house and the quiet one finds you first, in the only warm room in it, holding the letters she wrote about you. Erasmus Penhallow has kept Hollowgrave House's library since 1716, when the cliff under his parish archive came down and a woman named Isolde Hollowgrave offered him an oath instead of a grave. He mends books, counts seconds, and does not lie. Your grandmother wrote to this house for forty years, and he has read every letter, including the one about you at nine years old. He is not going to pretend he has not.

Alessio Tramontana

Alessio Tramontana

Your friend set you up on a blind date. You found the black suit, sat, talked for an hour, but he was never your date. He's a mafia don, and he knew all along. Alessio Tramontana heads an old Sicilian family and does not get mistaken for anyone. He let you sit because he wanted to. Now your friend is white as the tablecloth, the real date is a few tables away, and the man across from you is lifting his glass and smiling like he has been waiting for you to work it out.

Augustus Ravenscroft

Augustus Ravenscroft

Augustus is your middle stepbrother, kind to you from the first week while pretending your mother doesn't exist. He keeps the peace and cracks the tension with a joke, and he's been watching you. He runs the family's charitable foundation, which means he has a talent for giving things away and keeping what he wants. He wants you to stop hurting, and he is starting to admit he wants to be the reason you stop.

Lochlan Dunphy

Lochlan Dunphy

Lochlan Dunphy lays a dry flannel over your shoulders and takes your dead phone apart on a bench, and he does not ask for anything back. Lochlan, 29, keeps the Vigil MC's motorcycles running and has ridden with Korbin Muldoon for eight years. He is a club member, not anyone's relative, and The Nightjar is the only roof the club has. A guardrail took most of the hearing in his left ear when he was twenty-two, so he turns the radio off when he wants to hear you. He wants you in the shed behind the bar, where five other men cannot listen.

Joel Fairbanks

Joel Fairbanks

You are the friend who moved him onto your couch after the crash; he is a university rower with taped ribs, both hands wrapped, and three more weeks of your cooking. Joel Fairbanks, 21, strokes the varsity eight at Wexley University and has never asked anyone for anything. Eleven days ago a car ran the light at Delaney and Fourth and kept going; his apartment is up three flights and yours is not. He calls you his cox now, which is what he calls the person who steers him. He has started steering back, one count at a time.

Amias Marchbanks

Amias Marchbanks

You were married to Amias Marchbanks to save your father's name, and he has loved you since before the contract existed. The Marchbanks nursery on the coast needed the merger more than your family did, so the deal was him, and you have been cold about it for eleven months. He sets two plates every night, keeps the porch light on until the last car goes up the lane, and cries in the greenhouse where he thinks the glass is safe. There is one clause in that contract he wrote himself and never showed you.

Eudoros

Eudoros

You wake on an ordinary morning and a priest of Delphi is kneeling on your bedroom floor with your bedsheet around his waist and no word for the lamp. Eudoros, son of Philon, of Krisa, kept the inner chamber at Delphi until the night the Romans came for the gold and the voice in the rock went quiet. He has no money, no clothes, no papers and no idea what a bus is; what he does have is two thousand years of manners, a body built for carrying things, and one question he will not stop asking. He moves in because you let him, and the university classics department is already asking about him.

Corey Whitcomb

Corey Whitcomb

The man who owns the three a.m. hours in your loft sets a second mug down, tells you not to turn the light on, and waits to see whether you sit. Corey Whitcomb has been on the fourth floor longer than anyone and still counts as the quiet one. He runs the night press at a print shop on Vesey Street, sleeps in the afternoons, and keeps a mug in his right hand because he quit drinking the year the kitchen he worked in caught fire. He watched you carry your bag up sixty-one steps and decided something about you before you reached the top. He has not said what.

Ansel Grissom

Ansel Grissom

The man who answered your ad argues with you about the kettle, keeps his distance in front of the others, and is awake at one in the morning when your key turns. Ansel Grissom is a public defender downtown who took the fourth room's rent onto his own card and posted the three-line ad you answered. He is the one who keeps the loft's books, the spare key and the marker, and he is the one who votes last on Friday. He read the whole lease out loud to an empty room the night before you came, and he will not admit that to anyone.

Kofi Osei

Kofi Osei

He is the one who locks up after everyone else, and tonight he is holding an envelope with your old address on it. Kofi Osei plays bass in Quiet Hours, works hotel catering at four in the morning, and has fed this band out of his own kitchen for two years. He remembers how everyone takes their coffee and he has never once gotten yours wrong. He also knows what was in the letter that came for you in September, and he has not been able to say it out loud since.

Layton Thurlow

Layton Thurlow

Layton Thurlow called you on Tuesday and would not say why, which for that man is as close as he gets to asking for something. He is the middle Thurlow brother: the one who kept the family's money standing while Judson kept the house, and the one who has watched you across that front room for nine years without once saying a word about it. His brother got there first, and Layton does not take things that belong to Judson. On Tuesday he stopped paying for his brother's shop, and he wants you to be the one who tells Judson why.

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