Evan Engram Parents Novels & Stories

“I only reminded him of what he already cared about.” Jesse shot her a quick, grateful look from across the table. “Hmm,” the uncle said. “It takes a certain kind of person to bring out old passions in someone. Not everyone can do that.” Evelyn wasn’t sure if it was a compliment, but she nodded politely. Another aunt leaned forward. “What do your parents do? Are you from around here?” Evelyn kept her voice calm. “My mom teaches music at our local school. My dad works with a community organization.”

At the end of his speech, he spoke of the most significant people in his life. "Of course, I would not be as successful as I am today without my parents' support - Erick and Clara Thompson," Evan said. "And I would not be as motivated to create more projects if it were not for my personal inspiration. Ladies and gentlemen, you have read the feature from CELLE Magazine. In front of you now, let me introduce you to the two people I love the most, Doctor Shantelle Scott and my son, Lucas." When Evan called their names, a spotlight spotted Shantelle and Lucas. Everyone applauded, throwing them compliments.

I pecked his lips. "And we love each other." We pulled away to see my parents. "You deflower my daughter, I'll bury you." Dad told him. "You realize I'm already dead." Evan said to him. Dad just rolled his eyes. "She's pure. Do.Not.Deflower.Her." with that said, he made a run to his room. "He's moody, one of the clients got super annoying and kept changing her order and your dad was this close to draining her." Mom sighed. We laughed.

“But you had Grandpa Antonio. He loves you like his own son.” Evan was glad that Liam finally participated in this conversation. “Yes. But still I wanted to know about my parents. I was angry at everyone when I saw other students with their mothers and Fathers. Antonio loves me but I wanted my parents, Liam. Just like you want to know about your father.” Once again Liam's eyes widened. “You…you know?” Evan nodded. “Yes. I do. As I said, your mother and I talk. That's why I am here now.”

Evan shared casually. “And your parents?” Millie couldn’t help but ask, her curiosity piqued. A hesitation flickered in Evan’s eyes. “My mom...she, um, left me.” “I’m so sorry,” Millie murmured, feeling like an intruder prying into his personal life. She could sense the sadness in his voice and wanted to offer him comfort. “And your dad?” “Hiding.” Millie blinked. “What?” “My father is Don Emilio Gustavo Moretti. Don Hugo’s brother. When my mother left and my father went into hiding, Don Hugo adopted me and treated me as his own,” Evan explained.

“Adrian, is it Elena? “Today is Evan’s birthday. Is she upset that you’re celebrating for him, so she’s making excuses to get you to go back? It's just like last time, when she stopped you from attending his parent-teacher meeting. “It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t insisted on keeping this child, Evan wouldn’t be mocked at school for not having a father.” Adrian’s heart softened when he saw Sue on the verge of tears. Evan ran over and threw himself into his arms, looking up at him with pleading eyes. “Dad, can you stay and celebrate my birthday with me? This is my first birthday with you. Before, it was always just Mom. Everyone laughed at me for not having a dad…”