As We Go On Remember Novels & Stories

“You remember your father’s brother?” “I remember him,” I say, confidently. “I remember a lot, Mom. I remember the boat the night we left, with the howling in the background. I remember the sea and the waves. I remember my sisters and dad being in front of us, and you were so scared. Dad didn’t want to go. I remember… I remember a lot.”

The light remembered. The love remembered. The being remembered. Always. And ever. And on. The welcome remembered. The warmth remembered. The infinite remembered. Forever. The cursed wolf was the first who remembered. The light was the remembering she was. Love was the reason she remembered. The universe remembered. Because we remembered. Together. In every heart remembered. In every choice remembered. In every breath remembered. The light. The love. The remembering. Always. The manor was the heart remembered. The garden was the soul remembered.

May Peter Pan sail forever on the beautiful seas… “What about you, Liv?” Paige turned to me. “I have an appointment with Dr. TV. We’re working on a therapy technique called ‘watching movies till I forget all about the guy avoiding me like I’m the plague’.” I told them. “The name of the technique is a work in progress.” I added after a second. I really need to work on that… I’ll talk to Dr. TV about that… “Liv! You know what can help you forget about him? A party!” Paige said as she held my hands in hers, raising them up in the air.

So sad but true, for me, there's only you Been crying since the day, the day you went away. `I remember date and time, December twenty-fifth, Sunday twenty-five after nine in the doorway with your case no longer shouting at each other, there were tears on our faces, and we were letting go of something special. Why do we ever know what we've got 'til it's gone? How could I carry on? the day you went away 'cause I've been missing you so much I have to say been crying since the day

Mia said and left I stare at the ceiling deep in thoughts,I can't keep lamenting,I will make plans for him to remember all those memories but how will I go about it? I sigh deep in thought All those memories we spent together began playing in my head,how should I begin to make him remember Anyway, I thought, I'll try my best, I know he will remember, he will remember me I didn't know how time past while thinking of everything ,soon I heard footsteps approaching,I look around and check my time, I notice it was already dark, I heard Asher's door opened roughly

♥THEME SONG RELATED TO THIS CHAPTER♥ ♥ Memories Song by Maroon 5 ♥ ♥Here's to the ones that we got Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not 'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories Of everything we've been through Toast to the ones here today Toast to the ones that we lost on the way 'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories And the memories bring back, memories bring back you There's a time that I remember when I did not know no pain

I tell him. “Over a cliff man.” And with that he ends the call. I start the car and head back to office so Mac and I can run more film.

**** ~ Flashback ~ Before heading to the library, Evelina and Rissa are on their way to the opposite end of the class to the library. Evelina walks and she stops from her path, she just remembers that there was something she forgot. Seeing Evelina's reaction stop, Rissa asks her. "Eve, what's wrong? Is there anything you left in the classroom?" "No, I forgot something. That actually, I wanted to return the book in the library," she replied.

We all went to the same highschool in Albany. "Forget about that idiot! You know what? There's this nightclub that opened few weeks ago. Let's go there, you'll forget about that loser in no time, I promise." I wasn't feeling like going to any club but I sure was in the mood to drink so, nightclub, here I come!

“You should head back. They will wonder where you’ve gone. There’s a river nearby, where you can wash yourself. In case my scent is on you.” “You need to be more careful. If I can find you, so can they. There are more workers and soldiers coming.” She sighed, “it’s the fucking memories. I can’t control when they come back. It’s like those witches opened up the floodgates and the memories keep on coming through.” If what she was saying was true, then Mona was one of the strongest women, hell, people, I knew. To keep going after all this? “Is there anyone you can trust?” I asked her.