Ask Eight Gary Novels & Stories

"Tumawag ba si Gary sa iyo?" The question was from out-of-the-blue. Hindi inaasahan ni Avery ngunit maliksi siyang napailing. Kung maaari lang, ayaw na niyang marinig ang pangalang 'Gary'. Parang iyon kasi ang naging susi na mabuksan ang bilangguan ng forbidden attraction niya kay Zane. "Good," wika naman ng lalaki, pa-kaswal pa rin. "Gusto kong tapusin ang business proposal para dito sa Romano Incorporated. Maaari ka bang mag-overtime?"

Ste's father had been a prick and a half—a real son of a bitch, but he'd never once entertained the idea of standing up to him, let alone putting him in a coma. Ste hugged his arms: the thought of his dad gave him chills. "What are you doing these days? College or..." Gary let out a loud and genuine sounding laugh. "Me? Na, Man, I got a job down at the Chinese. Just doing deliveries and shit. I can't understand half of what the woman says but she's cool with me." "Cool, cool." Ste nodded. He shifted nervously, kicking at the weeds that grew along the fence. "Come hang out," Gary suggested. "I'm just heading to Adams. Come on. It'll be like the old days."

“What does he mean by pass any greetings?” Dominic turned around and asked me the minute Gary was out of the gate. “I don’t know what he means.” I shrugged nervously, wondering if he, too, was onto something “Homer, there better not be some crying kid you left in another state or drooled up father,” he said “It’s okay, let’s just leave it,” I sighed “No, I just want to know.” he insisted. Now, he was the one pressing. Now, I knew why he would get so annoyed when I would keep asking questions or snooping around in his personal things. Except, I had not seen this Gary man and did not know what he was talking about.

Gary yelled turning back facing Nick and Chuck. Nick and Chuck looked at each other then. Nick turns to Gary and gave him a teasing smirk. And move forward and put his arm around Gary’s shoulder. “We can stop if you tell us what is going on between you and Marc?” Nick said giving Gary a teasing smile. Gary slapped Nick’s hand making him retreat his hand from Gary “nothing is going on. He is just being an asshole and annoying me.” Nick and Chuck looked at Gary. “You mean he is after you?” Chuck asked.

“You rushed all the way here to keep me waiting in person.” “That sounds worse than it was.” “It was worse than it sounds.” He laughed again, shaking his head. I had to admit, Gary handled sarcasm better than most people. That was one of the reasons I trusted using him for this kind of job. He knew when to talk, when to stay quiet, and most importantly, when not to ask questions. He reached into the inside pocket of his jacket. “I’m actually on my way home,” he said, “but I had to stop by and give you this.”

Gary said looking scared. Xylan responded, "About what?" Gary moistened his lips, as if afraid that his tongue would slip and misspeak. "I would like to request a day's leave, Your Majesty. Tomorrow, I would like to go to my hometown. Would you allow it, Your Majesty?" Gary asked anxiously. Xylan was stunned. During the time the young man had worked in the palace, Gary was one of those servants who almost never asked for a day off. The young man only missed work when he had a day off.

"I don't want him to be worried." "This is too little a case for Calvin to handle. If you don't tell him, I will tell him myself." Kylie said, sounding annoyed. "I will tell him." "Good." Allison looked at her sister amused. Who is the older sister again? ****** Gary sat at a secluded place in Calvin's company car park. There was a lighted cigarette in his hand and a phone in the other. He just finished typing something and he sent it.

Alex asked. “To be honest, I didn’t know you were married until Alex told me and I’m suspecting it’s the same for anyone who hasn’t been around in years.” Gary replied, his face glistened with a strange feeling of relief, but the other four failed to understand where he was going with it. “Can you please go to the point? How does that help us?” Alex riposted. “I thought you were the Lawyer, use your brain and deduce things.” Gary retorted,

She was left in the middle of the field, typing furiously. "What's wrong with her?" I asked Garry. He scoffed. "Probably telling Clara you're here. She is her minion, and she worships the ground the bitch walks on." Soon we began to jog around, with Gary counting the laps out loud. We remained at the back, taking it slow while we conversed. I found him easy to talk to and couldn't help but feel that if I had a brother, I would want him to be down-to-earth and lovable, just like Garry. After the first five rounds, I was informed that I needed to give the rest full speed. The progress was always recorded to determine who was the fastest and who needed to work on their speed.

"Well' I'll be interviewing three candidates this week, and I'll expect to have an answer for you by the end of the week." "That's perfect. Thank you for your time, Mr. Lewison." "Please, call me Gary. We're all on a first-name basis here." I smiled. "Well, in that case, I'm Alice." At the end of the week, Gary called me himself to inform me that I didn't get the position, and I burned with disappointment. Before he could end the call, I couldn't stop myself from asking, "Why?" "Excuse me?"