C.c X Gregory Novels & Stories

"You don't wanna freak him out, Mr. Ben." Interesting! I, Nicholas has the face to cause someone a freak? I will know it all today. "I didn't realize I look that worst. Thank you, Mrs. Grater." "I do not mean you, Nicholas. I mean Greg." "How?" "Greg doesn't go down well with strangers. Not your fault or anyone. He is him." Mrs. Grater's explanation arose more curiosity in me. "Hmmm ....Who is this Greg again?" "He is a Waldeen," answered Ben.

"But enough about me. Tell me more about yourself, Greg." Nora couldn't help but admire Greg's modesty as he shared more about himself. "What can I say about Greg," he began. "I'm the only child of my parents. They retired to a little farm in Texas, and when I have time, I go up there to visit them. Aside from teaching, I dabble in one or two businesses when it profits me, hence that meeting that day. My job is not as flamboyant as yours, so that's all about the very boring Greg."

With that, he tried to walk past him. But Mr. Greg did not move. “Mr. Williams,” he said again, his tone still polite, “this matter does not have to become so complicated.” Roland’s eyes grew colder. “What do you mean?” Mr. Greg sighed lightly. “You know what I mean.” Roland did not answer. Seeing that Roland was not willing to talk, Mr. Greg’s gaze slowly moved to Gina, who was standing a short distance behind him. “Miss Greenwood,” he said.