Novel & Cerita A Long Way Gone Audiobook

No wonder Tim could be so utterly deranged as to dig up his mother’s grave just to frame me. As it turned out, the whole “death” was a lie. I sent Sarah a message. “Tim’s mother isn’t dead. The truth is in the email I sent you.” Whether she chose to read it or not was no longer my concern. My flight was booked for three days later. Summer had done the booking. When Sarah returned home, she saw me packing. Half my clothes had been thrown away, and a small portion had been boxed up and shipped to South City.

' They'll wish we'd taken them out with a single bullet. I returned his smile, pulled my child closer, and walked back to the comfort of our home. It was not long before Derick and Jasmine were locked away. With the White family's 'special care,' their time in the slammer was a living nightmare. By the time Ayden turned 10 years old, the worn-out pair was released. Derick's first move as a free man was to divorce Jasmine and try to track down Ayden and me. Little did he know that I had taken Ayden and left for foreign shores a decade ago, back to the stronghold of our family.

“I couldn’t care less what happens to the Lumb family anymore. As for you, Wendy? You made your bed. Now lie in it.” I walked around her and headed straight for the subway station. Behind me came Wendy’s wailing and the pointing and whispering of passersby. I heard later that Ruth ultimately did not make it. She breathed her last on her hospital bed. Wendy fled overnight with her child due to being involved in fraud and owing a large amount of loan shark debt. No one knew where she went. As for Miles, during a mudslide rescue operation in a remote mountain area, he was hit by a rolling boulder while trying to save a child. His leg was crushed.

The engine roared, and the black sedan sped away, splashing water as it disappeared into the rain. Cold rain soaked my entire body, yet I was already numb. For seven years, I had stayed by Susie’s side, helping her endure every hardship step by step. Now that she was successful and famous, she turned me into the most disgraceful joke of all. Trembling, I borrowed a power bank from a passerby. Once my phone powered on, the first call I made was to my superior. “Mr. Solace, about the overseas branch transfer you mentioned before… I’ve thought it through.”

David stared at the empty air in disbelief, barely able to breathe. How could this be? They disappeared? The wind howled past. The two falling figures from just a moment ago seemed like nothing more than his imagination. But the sudden, hollow agony blooming in his chest was so real it took his breath away. "Holy shit—what the hell was that? Were they ghosts?" The kidnappers, who had been so arrogant just seconds ago, were now scrambling over each other to get away, their faces twisted with terror.

A month of finding out I wasn't who I thought I was. I took a deep breath and let my back sink into the seat. The road ahead might be hard. But I had to get there first. The drive from Anatolikos to Dytikos was a never-ending stretch of gray road. It was long, boring, and—thanks to Cain—dead quiet. I had begged him for an audiobook, naming twenty different titles, but he only gave me cold shrugs and grunts. I tried to start a conversation, but I might as well have been talking to the dashboard.

Kendra stopped him. She said, “Patience. “Let Eve see how those people make a fool of themselves.” I rested my back against a wicker chair back at my parents’ place. My mother made me a lovely glass of pina colada. Jordan’s discolored face was front and center on my mobile screen. I thought I would weep. Strangely, I did not. As Jordan broke down, gripping the ring, and Molly came under accusations while the Hardings fell into disgrace, I felt nothing but a belated stillness settling over me.

- I got a call from my father when I was in the VIP lounge at the airport, "Come home, Silas. Horizon Capital happens to need a partner in tech. Everything you've studied and learned will be useful here." I gave a quiet hum of agreement into the phone. As the plane climbed into the night sky, I gave the glittering city outside the window one last look. Seven years… To think I had really ended everything… I flew back to Norcrown City overnight. The moment I got off the plane, I received a text from Ruby: [Silas, where are you? Why is the house completely empty?] For the first time, all I could feel was calmness as I looked at that message.

That paragraph did spark something in his interest. He may not know who that Arthur is but he sure did hear about him a couple of times. Some of them were when the teachers were talking about burning all of the copies of the book that he made. Cyril was still in his 5th grade at that time. That's why the memory is only a blurred one and not every word got stuck into his mind. The only sure thing that made him certain today that it was the same Arthur they were talking about is when he saw the book cover from Hera’s book again. Which now made him think to himself. Who is Arthur and what really happened to him?

His friends were angry on his behalf. "We thought you would be doing well after leaving Howard. Who would have thought that you'd end up being a cleaner?" "That's right. If it weren't for Howard helping you, you were destined to end up being a cleaner anyway. This is what you get for running away!" Howard furrowed his brows, seemingly affected by the comments. "Nina, how have you been the past eight years?" I clutched the red safety vest on me, feeling a sudden wave of emotions. After leaving Howard, I lived in the draftiest of basements, drinking the dregs of others' meals, and laid on the operating table feeling desolate and uncared for.