Eleanor And Hick Novels & Stories

"Would you like to know a secret?" He leans in immediately. Zion cannot resist a secret. This is something Sylvia and I have discussed at length. "Yes," he says. "The secret," Eleanor says, placing her final card with the precision of a woman who has been waiting for this moment, "is that I have also been cheating for approximately sixty-five of those years." She spreads her hand. "I win." Zion's mouth drops open. Then he bursts out laughing — the real laugh, the one that comes from his stomach, the one that fills whatever room it's in. "Gran-El! That's cheating!"

Finally, drinking. "Here," I heard Eddy's voice behind me, and I turned immediately like he controlled me. As soon as he reached me, he grabbed my elbow, his attention not focused on me but on the destination he was fetching me for, like I was a shameless parade. At the center of the hall, we met Eleanor Hargrove. Rich, Seventy, the kind of woman that had a comment for even a wrong posture. Her hawk eyes behind the thick lenses that hung by her nose looked me up and down before I even stood before her.

As we were in the middle of a scuffle between Philip and Jessica, a video started playing and I watched as Eleanor trembled. " Who captured this?"Eleanor asked. I saw that the video clip and picture had been displayed. What caught my attention was the same lady coming out to say she was the one. All this time she has been the one helping us out with the information of what was going on. If we had depended on ourselves alone, I am not sure we would have caught the culprit. That was the first time I heard her say her name " Eve Hunter" . The way the words left her lips made me want to capture her lips that moment.

Eleanor called again and her footsteps drew close enough, a sign to tell Hazel that she was close to getting caught with a man that was good for nothing but trouble. Hazel quickly wiped away any trace of crying from her face before answering with a loud, "Yes?" "Oh, you're there, I thought you had gone off without me," Eleanor said, her voice not too far from the stall. Hazel let out an empty chuckle as she quickly put on the dress not minding the fact that Ryland stood behind her drinking every inch of her body up. "I will come out now," Hazel announced with a makeshift cheerful voice. Eleanor gave out a sound of encouragement in reply.