Charlie Rowe Neverland Novels & Stories

“You’re overthinking it, Ray. Stevani is far too young for me. She’s kind, intelligent, and hardworking, but she’s seven years younger than I am.” “But what if I’m right, Mr. Vane? She’s William Vanguard’s cousin. If she truly likes you...” Ray left the sentence unfinished. In an instant, Charlie’s expression changed completely. His eyes sharpened, flashing with deep emotion. “No woman could ever be as captivating as Elena, Ray!” Charlie declared firmly. Yet the moment those words left his lips, the strength in his expression gradually faded. An overwhelming sadness clouded his eyes, leaving behind a wound that had never truly healed from the heartbreaking incident involving the wooden ship

I just have to act dumb and it’ll work out in my favor. I remind myself not to show resentment or anything that might suggest that I know exactly what Evan is up to. I take an Uber to Chester Road. To my surprise, the address is that of a casino and not a residence. For some reason, I’m not surprised that this is where Charlie can be found. Thinking back to it now, he did have a gangster energy to him.

Almost inaudible to me, but clear as a shout to a werewolf. “We’re going to walk from here, and we’ll go along the road your brother’s most likely to take to meet Kimball,” Charlie said at a normal volume. “What?” he asked, when Ian stared at him. “Dor has wards. I’m not going to tiptoe around like the Scooby gang for no reason, even if I did bring my very own Scooby with me, Goddess help us all.” With that, he stomped off to lead the way, tossing his head. He looked like a teenager throwing a tantrum.

“You don't have to survive on burnt toast and instant noodles for the rest of your life! You have secured a personal chef for eternity!” Charlie, “...” “Alright, then. I accept. What's his name? Send me his picture,” Riley instructed. Charlie immediately sent her mother a picture of Taylor. After that, Riley said, “Oh, my god, Charlie! He's damn fine!” ### END OF FLASHBACK ### Back to the present. “So, yeah, Mom is helping us,” Charlie said, smiling. Taylor looked confused. He asked, “You set a cereal on fire?” 'Oh, my god. Not you too!' Charlie grumbled. 'I'm sure there are others out there who have set cereal on fire!”