Buddy Son Storytime Novels & Stories

"I encountered Buddy for the first time when he was three years old. Back then, I had no idea about my connection to you or that Buddy was your son." Alexander's tone was serious, his gaze unwavering. Nyla nodded thoughtfully. "Really? Buddy is that talented with computers? He's never shown any of that in front of me." "Yes, he's incredibly gifted—one of the most talented I've ever seen. That's why I took him on as my apprentice. Later, when I discovered our connection and learned he was your son, I liked him even more," Alexander explained.

Mr Gordon says and watches his son rolls his eyes absent-minded. “He’s 13, turning 14 in the next few weeks. He was a lovely boy” Mr Gordon says and he makes Melanie to wonder what he meant by ‘was’ Archie walks past them and his father pulls his back to himself with just a pull of his jacket. “I know you're not deaf you can hear me speaking. Even if you're deaf, you're not blind you can actually see me standing here with the babysitter I got for you by wasting my company's fund” Mr Gordon says with a raise of his eyebrow and Archie sighs tiredly.

In a cozy room filled with colorful toys and books, Theo, a curious and energetic 3-year-old, sat on the floor surrounded by his favorite stuffed animals. His nanny, Hazel, a kind and patient young woman, sat beside him with a book in her hands, ready to embark on a magical storytelling journey. Hazel: "Are you ready for a story, Theo?" Theo: "Yes, Hazel! Story, story!" Hazel smiled warmly and began to read from the book, her voice gentle and soothing as she brought the words to life.

Just then, the young guy clapped his hands excitedly and shouted, "Luther, we found the deleted footage in the cloud backup!" He handed over my phone. Luther's expression turned serious as he took it. Without a word, he opened the video and turned the volume all the way up. The camera at my house was positioned to cover the kitchen and living room. At first, the frame showed an empty room with only audio. You could hear the Sheridans at the door apologizing, then entering to eat at the dining table.

While he was eating, Caden can't help but ask him again about his mom's whereabouts. "Buddy, do you know where your mommy is?" He asked calmly. "Dunno," Caius replied without a care in the world, just busy munching on his food. Caden turned around but then, what the kid said next made him frozen on the spot, "After mommy asked me last night what day it was she got really weird and told me if I was fine to spend the day with you. Caius like you so Caius agreed," The boy said, wiggling his feet, smiling at Caden.

Lately, she had been leaving early and coming home late, saying work was crazy at the end of the year and she barely had a moment to breathe. I even felt sorry for her, making her soup every day so she could recover, and it turned out everything I gave her was for someone else. When no reply came, he stopped texting. I tried a few passcodes, yet none worked. I was afraid that Elsie might wake up, so I put the phone back exactly where it was. She finally woke up around noon. The moment she opened her eyes, she rushed out looking for her phone. Only when she saw it untouched on the table did she let out a sigh of relief.

She hesitated but eventually got back into the car. Josh and Mateo continued inside. “This is for one of my college buddies, Dante. His birthday.” He gestured for Josh to follow him inside. “Figured this would be a good way for us to hang out. Plus, you should meet some people.” Oh,” Josh said. A birthday party? Not exactly his scene. He had never been a fan of social gatherings. Though, to be fair, growing up, he was rarely invited to them. Or rather, he was never really accepted into them.

"We don't do things for reward around here. I pulled a little boy out of the water once, long ago. He grew up fine, made it into a good school, except we couldn't afford to send him." "If you really want to thank me, help get this boy through college." The young man standing beside him had dark skin and the brightest eyes I'd ever seen. The moment I looked at him, something kicked in my chest, a recognition I couldn't explain. He rubbed the back of his neck. "Hey, um... hi." My heart was hammering. I took him to get a paternity test the same afternoon. He was my son. When the results came in, we held each other and cried until we couldn't breathe.

"As long as I ask my dad for help, this deal will go through." At that, everyone's eyes lit up. Joseph was the first to rush over and grab her hands. "Mabel, are you serious? Your dad's the chairman of the client company?" She smiled shyly. "What can I say? My dad spoils me a lot." At the drop of a hat, a group immediately gathered around her. "Mabel, you're really something else. Unlike Stephanie, who went screaming in the restroom like some lunatic just because she couldn't close a deal."

It feels surreal, seeing them after all these years. "Hey girl, we seriously haven't seen you in forever!" Ashley exclaims as they step inside. Chelsea sets Ben down on the living room floor, where he immediately starts playing with Zuri's toys. "Be good, Ben, and I'll get you some ice cream later, okay?" He nods eagerly, turning his attention back to the toys. "I can't believe you have a two-year-old!" I say, my voice tinged in awe. I missed out on her pregnancy, her son's birth—everything—thanks to Isaac. And both of my best friend's missed out on mine.