Dave Pelzer Mom Novels & Stories

I said. “Then I'm glad you learned well from this old man here,” he said. “Um, what about Mom? Peter told me she was in Las Vegas. Is it truth? What is she doing there?” I asked, looking at my image in the mirrored glass of my private gym and seeing if the training I was doing was affecting my body. Well, the ass really was hard. “Acting shamefully, that’s for sure. She thinks she's a teenager now,” my dad told me.

The words are tested, as if he can't believe it's happening. I look up, intrigued, "Your help?" Gramps nods, "Yes, this is quite uncanny. We were just talking about it." "Talking about what?" "Didn't I say? She was with Dave's parents that night, the only one to survive the crash. The incident traumatized her so much that she resigned right after getting out of the hospital. Dave has always believed that she knows something about that night, so he's been looking for her. " I pause, not liking where the conversation is going, "So, you mean to say that he..."

In Dave she found love that was more than just a school girl's crush but there's one problem; Dave only sees her as a little sister. Dave Calhoun a self-made businessman whose love for his family surpasses anything in the world and there's nothing he wouldn't do for them. But things fell apart after his father's death and his mother had been diagnosed with early alzheimer's and as if that wasn't enough he learns that his parents' blissful union hadn't been so picture-perfect after all. Dave knew that he was doing the right thing embracing his father's other family but that revelation had altered him. Will Dave get past the ghost of the past which continues to haunt him to be able to see a fu

“You deserve someone who makes you happy.” I wanted to leave it at that, but something had been nagging at me for days. “Mom,” I said carefully, “how did you find out about Dave and me breaking up? I never told you.” Her expression shifted—sad, knowing. “Mrs. Chen called me,” she said quietly. I frowned. “Mrs. Chen? The old neighbor?” Mom nodded. “She saw Dave and Aurora at a baby store. Shopping for cribs and clothes.” Her smile was bitter. “She called to congratulate me—she was so excited about me finally becoming a grandmother.”

"Hard to have any when my father spent years raising someone else's kid while leaving his own daughter to fend for herself. Honestly… looks like you three are the real family here." She lifted her chin toward the operating room. "And the other one is lying in there right now." "Cecilia!" Dave roared, shaking with fury, jabbing a finger at her. "Giles said something right—you must've lost your mother too early, because you have absolutely no manners!" Cecilia's face went colder than ice. Her eyes sharpened into blades. "Giles's mom may still be alive," she said softly. "Though probably not for long." "You shut up!"

Nathaniel Dave was shocked to see Ted laugh, in all his time with him, this was the first time the boy would laugh. Isabel heaved a sigh of relief and became happy. All truth had been revealed expect for her identity that was still hidden from Nathaniel Dave and from her son. "How I wish his mother was still alive," Nathaniel Dave said sadly. "His mother?" Isabel questioned. "Yes, his mother is my ex wife," Nathaniel Dave said. "How are you so certain?" She questioned.

He said, gently moving her forward, her arm still in his hands. His parents continued to watch her with an unnerving coolness. Did they blame her for the old lady’s death? “Maman, Papa. Racheal Sherrods.” Delbert finished. “Like you have not sent me a thousand pictures of her.” Audrey Daloz said, rolling her eyes. Racheal was shocked, but she managed to say, “It’s nice to finally meet you.” “Is it? This is Iris’s daughter right?” Damien said. “Quite a shocking resemblance."

Dave was sitting a few tables away from us, talking animatedly with a few men in suits. Ever since I could remember, I saw Dave as an enemy to my family. He never kept a civilized conversation with my parents or with me. All he did was throw profanities at us or cause trouble which involved cops at times. Dave is the direct descendant of the Kingston family and his parents, a.k.a my paternal grandparents adopted my dad a year before Dave was born. From what I heard from my mother, Dave was a troublesome kid even when he turned twenty-six, always partying and misusing family funds which caused my grandparents to hand over Kingston company to my dad and a hotel to Dave.

“I am just taking a bus down to the city to see an old friend.” Dave and Hazel look at each other then at me. “An old friend?” Hazel smirks, the wrinkles on her face making her look as soft and sweet as she was. “Yes...do you remember Canowicakte...Hunter for short?” I don’t look up at them, I just focus on letting the dirty plates on top of each other carefully in the bin. “You know, Hunter Yukelson?” “Oh yes, he came around the flower shop a lot when you were younger. You two would sneak off. I remember...he was a good kid, your mom loved him.”