Begin With Your Name Novels & Stories

Just when I’d begun to doubt my life, I heard my name being called. I shot to my feet, steeled myself and then walked elegantly into the office of my potential employer. Oh, the office was grand, tastefully furnished. I gently shut the door and made my way towards the desk. The man was seated on a high-backed, luxurious chair. I couldn’t see his face because he had his back turned towards me. “Good afternoon, sir. I’m Maya Rivers.” “Good. Shut the door properly and bend over the armrest of that couch for me.”

This was only the beginning. *************************************************

"But first, I need you to breathe with me. Just a deep breath." I tried, but it felt like I was inhaling glass. "That's it," she encouraged. "Now, let's start with the basics. It’ll help us get you home. Can you tell me your name?" I opened my mouth to answer. “My name is…,” I started, but my brain short-circuited. The word stayed behind a locked door. I frowned, searching my mind for the familiar syllables. I waited for the automatic response, the simple truth I’d known since I was a child.

he asked hesitantly. “What’s your name?” I asked. “Bubba. I don’t know my real name, so everyone just calls me Bubba,” he replied. “Okay then, Bubba. If you’ll give me your wrist, please. I am told the first time is the least pleasant, so we’ll start with your wrist for now,” I explained before lifting it to my mouth and sinking my fangs in.

But maybe… The beginning of it.

𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 , 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞?

Ben used his free hand to flip over his papers and began. “Our daughter’s name is Siri…”

I was too busy teaching myself how to breathe without choking on anger with each breath. I waited for the door to open behind me, then took her hand and headed for the stairs. The mother stepped in our way. I think I forgot she was there for a second. What the fuck? Something, a soft whisper somewhere deep inside me, uttered Gianna's name as if urging me to focus on her and her alone.

"Sir, we meet again. What a coincidence!" "Indeed!" Woody returned his smile. "We just met a few days ago in the old town, but here we are again. May I ask what's your name?" "My name is Gen," Gen introduced himself. A smile hung on Woody's face as he said, "Genesis, the beginning and origin of all." Gen was surprised because he hadn't expected Woody to grasp the meaning behind his percept name so easily. "You're a knowledgeable man, sir. I'm very impressed. How should I address you?"

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