Chainsaw Chicken stood in the hallway, holding a small cardboard package. He read the label again.“Amazon.”
He nodded once.“That part checks out.”
The bedroom door was slightly open. Warm light spilled into the hallway.On the floor beside him, the package had already been opened. A book rested halfway out of the bag:
“The Amazon Position”
Chainsaw looked from the book… to the door… then back to the book.
Inside the room, Mrs. Chicken sat on the edge of the bed. She turned her head slightly.And smiled. Not broadly. Not exaggerated. Just enough.
Chainsaw watched for a moment. Then looked back down at the book.
He tapped the cover thoughtfully. “You bought a book on the Amazon position… from Amazon…” A pause. “…because you saw the Amazon position on DTS St. Louis.”
He nodded again, satisfied.“This is a very efficient system.”
Inside the room, the smile didn’t change.
Chainsaw adjusted the book in his hands, studying it more closely. “I should probably read this first.” He stepped back from the door.
The smile remained.