Come From Away Novels & Stories

he asked. “Like I said in third period. I’m from Oregon.” He crumpled up his paper napkin and tossed it on the lunch tray. Jeff cocked his head. “Is that where your family’s from?” “It’s just me and my dad. And we’re originally from India.” “Oh, cool. When did you come to the country?” Jeff tapped his heel against the ground. “When I was about five years old.” Aarav leaned back in his chair. “Jeff?”

, I asked her as she found the document she was looking for and peered up. "Well, my name is Caroline Swenson and I'm from Texas, a long way away from home", she said as I could see where she had gotten her accent from. "What made you come out here", I asked her as I was truly curious, she traveled across the country to this state, if her family was from Texas it meant she didn't know anyone here. "Let's just say I followed a man here and we ended things, but I fell in love with this city, I couldn't leave", she stated as I could understand why she wouldn't leave. This city for me meant freedom and anything could happen here and I loved that thought.

He is everything to me. I hated sitting at my room alone. So I went to the kitchen and saw Fathima cooking. I immediately went towards her. She was pleased to see me. There are only two of us in home right now. There are securities outside but they rarely came inside. I helped her by shaving potatoes and she smiled at my actions. "Where are you from?", I asked her.. "I'm from Michigan actually. I came here looking for work", said she. That was believable everyone came here looking for work.

"Know what? What’s going on?" She hesitated, then finally put him up to speed. "Amara turned in her resignation this afternoon." "She did what?" he asked incredulously. "Why?" Tiffany chewed on her bottom lip, as if uncertain she should divulge any more information. She must have seen his desperation because she finally put him out of his misery. "You don’t know this from me… Amara told Frankie that she was moving away… She’s leaving San Francisco." A fresh wave of panic reared inside of him.

"How long will you and him be on vacation for?" "About two weeks. We're going to Switzerland. Akiaya set everything up. Isn't she the best?" Akiaya gave a faint smile. At the moment she didn't feel a sense of triumph knowing what she knew. Instead she felt… sick. Her stomach was in knots. Right then she wanted to tell them both that Victor was nothing but a scoundrel. Just as she was about to open her mouth, Chun-Hei received a call. She rummaged through her bag for phone. Her face lit up when she seen the name on the screen. "Hold on its Victor." She answered the phone cheerfully. "Hey love! I'm at breakfast with Akiaya and her new friend. Do you want to join us?"

He scratched his eyebrows and frowned, "You really have an attitude, baby. What do I need to do in order to get rid of your annoyance with me? Hmm?" "You want me to get rid of this annoyed feelings for you, huh?" She asks. He eagerly nodded. "Well, then. You just need to do one thing..." "Don't come near me. Just... stay where you are right now. Stay Away, Uno." ٥٠一٠一٠٥

Fortunately, he only suffered from a small fracture in his front left paw. “What are your plans?” Mr. Frank asked. “I’m going to continue traveling and stay as far away from this place as possible.” I was born in this city, but it rejected me. My own family wanted to suck my blood dry. My phone rang at that moment. It was an unknown number. I had blocked all of my family members’ numbers, and since I spoke to some advertisers from time to time, I answered the call. “You’re such an embarrassment! How could I have given birth to someone as horrible as you?! Everyone’s talking behind my back now! Come back right away—”

"No, there's no way I'll go back to a cheater. I just miss my parents, that's all." She sighed with relief. "Well, here's something you might find interesting." From Vanessa, I heard about Freddie, now embroiled in a very public scandal back home. He had been caught cheating.

A campus beauty and a campus heartthrob—a perfect match in everyone’s eyes. He came from a humble background and had a strong sense of pride. So, I left behind my parents’ protection to build a life with him. We once shared a single bun or a bowl of instant noodles. At our lowest, he even gave me the last sausage when we had nothing left to eat. During the early years of his business, I endured countless sleepless nights securing deals and investors. More than once, I drank so much at business meetings that I ended up in the hospital with stomach ulcers.

As she came home, she couldn't resist dialing Alfred Jeffery's number. Even if Alfred was thousands of kilometers away, when he got a phone call from Oprah, he directly received it. Alfred knew Oprah wouldn't contact him unless something was amiss. "Oprah, what’s the matter?"