Dear John Audiobook Novels & Stories

is what I hear last before getting out. " hey john" I greet him as I head inside. He has become close to me in the few months that I have been working with him. He is more of a Father to me. I still never thought I could be able to get such loving people around me. The drive to Dr Miles' is for about thirty minutes. I had no idea where to even find his home. The whole neighborhood is just full those houses that tells you that only rich people reside here. " we are here" I am removed from my memories by john telling me that it is time to get out of the car.

John murmured, his voice a soothing balm amidst the underlying tension. John was brought back to the present by Carla's booming laughter, drawing his attention back to the lively scene around him. It was a warm night. Almost too warm, he thought. "Not warm, you warm," the lynx inside his head corrected him. John jumped up and down in joy and exclaimed, "You're back!" Hearing his lynx's voice again. A snort and a chuckle told him that he had just screamed and jumped like a little girl out loud. He felt the heat rise to his face and leaned into Darius's chest to try to hide his embarrassment, while the lynx snickered in his head.

“Go ahead, let’s make my mother happy.” “I am not sure if you are open for this conversation.” “I am, I am curious to know what’s on your mind.” “Do you hate me Jack?” “No,” “But you feel something. Tell me.” “Why did you marry my Mom?” “I loved her,” John answered surprise. “You have a funny way of showing it.” “I was deaf. I was stupid. I didn’t realize what she tried teaching me. I once knew happiness. I once was filled with anger and hatred for myself. Now I am discovering that sorrow is timeless. I can never get back what I lost Jack.”

John didn’t waste time in calling Mr Jem. “We need another plan, this didn’t work out” John said into the phone. He listened for a minute and said. “Well, you have to unless you want Fred to know the part you played in his Father’s death and the accident years ago” John’s voice was low but full of venom. He listened for a seconds and said. “Yeah, that’s what I want to hear”

I said "and so what?, who cares" he replied " after lying to her for almost sixteen years, you just want me to wake her up one morning and tell her that her father wants to meet her. do you hear how crazy that is?, where the hell is your conscience john" I said " man has to do what he has to do to survive" he replied "why are you doing this john?" I asked " I have already answered that so deal or no deal" he said " I am not doing this john" I said

They were each other’s first loves! He could hear Jane and his wife, Marie downstairs but he could not catch what they were talking about. Without his hearing aid, John was practically deaf and at the moment, his hearing aid laid unobtrusively on a wooden dressing table not far from where he sat. Suddenly there was a slam at the door. That, John could hear.

“ Still not saying a thing.” The shoe retreated back to the dark and the voice of the man was heard before the slamming sound of the door. “ Take her to the dungeon.” •***********• In John's house. John took a long breaths as he beeline his way to his room, dragging his feet with the little strength he has. He sighed heavily as he got to the door, hearing his fiancee sob over something silly. One hand holding his briefcase and blazer, the other he massaged his temples trying to ease his headache.