Aot 7 Minutes Novels & Stories

Roughly 15 minutes. The countdown began…

Then Helen and Richard left, saying that they would come to see me tomorrow. Jeffrey stood outside the door, hesitant to leave. "Audrey, we can never be together again, right?" Hearing this, Kash wanted to go up and hit him, but I stopped Kash. "Yes. "I’ve been unhappy for the past seven years. Jeffrey, how many seven years are there in one’s life?"

Until whatever came next. Seven weeks. Starting now.

Eyes tired, but awake. “Hey,” Chloe said. Smiling. Small, real smile. “Sorry about yesterday. Lab ran late. But I’m here now. For 2:47 PM. Rule 7.” _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ Alex leaned forward. On screen. “Rule 7 says we try again,” Alex said. 6 years old. Voice proud, like he just taught a lesson. “So we’re trying again. Ready?” _Silence. Steps. 2:48 PM._

] “Kevin, how far do we have to take this?” “The acceptable time limit is no less than 7 minutes, and you have to finish.” Kevin whispered to Benji. “Also, I have to record it, so try to keep the talking to a minimum, if you know what I mean.” “Got it,” both Benji and I replied. [Everyone, 7 minutes and you have to finish.] [Good to know.] [Got it.] [Ok, I was wondering…whew, glad I didn’t go first.] [Yea, me too Andrew. We’d be here all night.]

Maddison replied while typing away on her phone. “Oh, yes! That gown is hot but like moderate hot.” Jane clapped her hands in excitement. “Exactly! That’s my point. It is moderate enough for little conservative Clara.” “Okay. Okay, guys. The green gown it is. I have to go now it almost seven bye guys talk later. “Byeee.” They both chimed before Clara ended the call.

Each mental note a stitch in a pattern only I could see. Seven minutes. That was all I needed.