Four Good Days Reviews Novels & Stories

“Alright, your dad loves money. If you really care about him, just accept the money and end this.” My expression darkened. I was about to speak when her phone rang. “Ms. Ford, where are you? They have been questioning me for so long and will not let me eat. I am so hungry that I feel dizzy. I cannot even stand.” Jessie accidentally pressed the speaker button, and Shane’s aggrieved voice filled the air. She tightened her grip on her phone, looking worried. “Wait for me. I will go back right now.” After hanging up, she looked at me again with a serious expression. “Liam Charleton, I am giving you one last chance. Are you going to sign this settlement agreement or not?”

"Well then let's go with the head writer's suggestion, shall we? We'll name her, Summer. And who says we'll pay for another actress? If it's for a short time, then we can open an audition to the school where the shoot will take place." Andrew, seated at the farthest left of the conference table, voiced out. "It's a lame name." Everyone looked at him. "I guess the name's just in time for the series' airtime. It's aired during May so the name Summer is fit." A junior writer explained. "I'd like to name her differently but without compromising the season. I’d like to call her Sunny." The meeting wrapped up with a new plot for the 4th season, new school, an audition for the new girl, and...The n

"We’re good at fixing things that are broken." ​He pulled her closer, his breath steady against her temple. "Yeah," he murmured. "We are." ​The fourth day ended not with a bang, but with the quiet, rhythmic breathing of two people who had finally stopped running. The verdict was coming. The person above Richard was falling. But in a small room in Georgetown, for the first time in their lives, the story was finally about them. ​Washington D.C. Friday. 9:00 AM. ​The phone rang.

She sat at the table and watched it heat the pozole with Dante's domestic ease, and she smiled when it looked at her, and she thought — You have four days. Four days and then I end this. I am coming, Dante. Hold on.

After a brief pause, he answered, "Four days. We leave in two." "Nice," Susan said, her voice warm with admiration. "That’s huge. Congratulations in advance." Jonathan clapped his hands together. "Double celebrations, then! Dominion High’s finest heroes deserve nothing less." Adrian smirked, shaking his head slightly. Four days. The countdown had begun.

“Please let this be real. Please don’t take them away from me.” A warm breeze stirred the air around me, carrying the scent of jasmine and something else, something wild and free and full of promise. It felt like an answer. When I opened my eyes, all four of them were standing at the kitchen window, watching me with identical expressions of love and longing and absolute certainty. Five more days. I could wait five more days.

" Finally, I turned around. I looked at the broken man kneeling before me—hollow, wasted, nothing like the person he used to be—and I laughed bitterly. "Dan, do you know how many days I begged you? Twenty-eight. "The doctor called you himself. He told you her condition was critical. He told you there was no more time. "And what were you doing? You were enjoying the ocean with Valerie and Theo. Chasing the Northern Lights. Checking off one wish after another for someone else's son.

Chapter Thirteen Day Four Friday. Morning come around as it usually does every risen morning, that sound that Bisola hated the most in her entire lifetime pierced her hearing, Bisola hissed and used her pillow to covered her ears with the hope to stopped the sound of alarm from getting to her ear, but the pillow was of no use.

Dead on impact. The Reaper felt bad for me—said I didn't deserve to go out like that. Gave me seven days. One last shot to say goodbye. When I came back, it was already dark. I kept thinking—I wish I had wings. Maybe they were waiting. But under the moonlight, as I got closer, I saw through the dining room window— Alex, sitting between my parents. Brian and Ruby, side by side. Red wine. Fancy food. Everyone dressed like they were starring in a holiday ad.

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