Eddie Noodleman Novels & Stories

"It's nice to see you under... well, slightly less chaotic circumstances." A small laugh escaped me. "I'm afraid I wasn't exactly paying attention earlier." "You had bigger priorities," he said with an understanding nod. "If my father had been rushed to the hospital, I probably would've run me over too." Dad chuckled. Zane let out a quiet laugh from where he stood by the window. Dad shook his head affectionately. "This is Edward Collins." Edward grimaced playfully. "Technically, yes. But please don't call me Edward” He leaned in slightly with a conspiratorial grin. "You can call me Eddy, much cuter don't you think?”

Ronald said annoyedly. The leader was so scared that he knelt on the ground and said, "Everything I said is true. Mr. Kim showed us your photos!" "...And, who is Eddy Kim's girl?" Ronald asked thoughtfully. "He called her... yes, Nadine!" said the gangster. Ronald was amazed. The trouble was actually because of him! "Mr. Crowe, do you still have other questions to ask?" Jaxson asked. "No." Ronald shook his head. He was not interested in other people's private affairs.

I ask, my voice raspy from crying. "Edward Menken." I frown slightly, searching my memory. "You're Councilman Menken’s son . . ." "Yes," Edward says with a faint smile. "My brother worked on the construction of the administrative building. He speaks very highly of you all the time." I smile. "Thank you, Edward." "Call me Eddy," he offers. I nod, resting my head back against Tony's arm. Behind me I'm acutely aware of Jason's presence, his silence. He stays on his side of the boat, not making a sound. Good. He can stay right there. He abandoned me when I needed him most, so he can keep his distance now.

The burning in my throat made tears fall, but my chest stayed tight, with no relief. Suddenly, I noticed a man sitting at the bar a little ways away. He was wearing a black suit and drinking alone, his face serious. I recognized him, Nardy Edwards, Leonard’s boss. Leonard had once taken me to a company party where Nardy gave a speech. But why was he here? I didn’t expect someone like him to be in a bar like this. Hmm? Does a successful man like him hang out in places like this to kill time too? A thought quickly crossed my mind. Since you betrayed me, Leonard Parker, I’m going to do the same to you!

Lisa cried and I went to stand beside her, placing my arm around her neck, I drew her closer and told her it will all be okay and that Nanny McPhee is in a better place. “Connor!” Uncle Matt called as he made his way over to us with a young man walking behind him. “This is Joe, the one I told you is my inside man with Eddie and Steve?” He explained, introducing the man with him to us and Connor nodded giving him an handshake. “Uhm. I had to find my way over here secretly.” Joe started saying. “Eddie is badly enjoyed and the big Boss is mad at the fact that you escaped so they’ve kinda came up with a new plan.” He added as we were all interested in the details.

A man could dream, however. Speaking of dreams: A man walked by, eating a fresh miniature doughnut from the vender, and stopped abruptly when he heard Eddie play. “I like that song, boy. Did you write it?” “Yes, sir,” Eddie said politely. He could be extremely polite if he wanted to, and something about this man’s tailored slacks and friendly face told him that he wanted to. The man dug into his wallet for a five dollar bill and tossed it in Eddie’s guitar case. He also tossed in a business card.

taking out five dollars in ones I reach out to hand them to him only for him to shack his head no. "What's your name" he asks catching me off guard, here I thought this Adonis of a man was just going to ignore me while we waited. "Harper, Harper Lewis" I hate my name with a passion, I still to this day have no idea why my mom named me Harper. I reach my hand out for him to shake and ask him what his name is. "Nixon Marsh" he shakes my hand and I feel sparks as if he was electrically charged and I pull my hand away quickly.

If not, there was skiing. Those checking-in would be later in the morning because of travel being slowed for safety. Eddie was working on fixing the pantry door again. Jody could hear him cursing the door and the boggart he insisted lived in the pantry. Eddie was the handyman around the Blue Moon and the hamlet. He’d been here forever, and he looked like it too—a big bushy beard which was just like his hair, whiter than the snow outside. Eddie could pass for Santa on vacation around here. He was a cheerful person mostly, unless he was fixing something that wouldn’t stay fixed, like the pantry door.

Eddy composed himself and asked, "Alright, let me ask you this. Is your grandfather having dinner with someone tonight?" Cade Synderreplied nervously, "I don't know, Mr. Eddy. You know me. I never get involved in family matters." "Don't worry, I'm not prying into who your grandfather's dining with. I just want to tell you that your grandfather is having dinner with a woman and a masked man tonight. Is he about to sign a deal with her? Maybe about leasing the port?" As Eddy accurately described the evening's events, Cade realized that Eddy knew about Neil's plan to sign a contract with Caroline.

How could he be so close to Janelle in front of him? Eddy was caught off guard and stepped back a few steps. There was a salty taste in its mouth. He wiped the corner of his mouth and there was blood on the back of its hand. He raised his head and looked at the man who hit him. He was a little confused. In his memory, he had no contact with this person, but he looked somehow familiar. Suddenly, Eddy remembered where he had seen him. He was a regular guest of Financial News. He was the youngest rich man.