Gage Charles National Anthem Novels & Stories

I expected noise. But what I got was a single question whispered in my head. What did Nathaniel trade to save me? He stood outside. Waiting. His eyes locked on mine like he feared I would disappear. “You’re out,” he said softly. Relief spread across his face. “For now,” I answered. He studied me for a moment, then dropped his voice. “They cleared the company. Every song Charles touched is tainted now. They’re crushing his network one piece at a time. People are

“Probably in a pew with her dad. I told you he is protective.” That didn’t seem right. Protective or not, teenagers wi always be teenagers and Moira didn’t strike me as the type to be ordered around. But I didn’t have time to dwell on that because a chorus rang out from the choir and Tessa’s casket was brought in. An empty casket maybe. Cara squeezed my fingers tighter and I realized that I was tensed. What if the cover fell open right here and now?! That’s when I saw Charlie among the pallbearers. He wore his uniform, holding the back of the casket with one hand while three other officers in uniform brought up the rear. That was the plan?

The staff member responsible for the registration turned pale and handed the registry to Charles with trembling hands. Charles glanced at the paper, then frowned. "Why are all the words the same?" "Oh." The staff fiddled with his fingers. "I accidentally spilled something on the registry just now, so I wrote a new copy." Charles only warned him to be careful next time before returning the registry. Then, he left to pick up Kirk. After watching Charles leave, the staff members let out a sigh of relief. Charles walked out the back door, where a black car was discreetly parked. It wasn't noticeable at all. He approached the vehicle and said through the window, "Sir, everything is ready. You can

Charles told her to meet at the garden square of the community. Daisy got out of the car and trotted over. "Charles." Charles sat on the bench and placed his hands on his knees obediently. When he saw Daisy, he stood up, raised his hand, and waved. "Little fairy." "Hah." Daisy stopped with a smile, stood in front of him, and immodestly spread out her hands. "The gift? Where is my wedding gift?" Charles scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a silly smile, "I... I've learned how to play the song named Snow Velvet."

Nick and Margaret were spending lavishly while Emery had to earn to survive. The whole hall echoed with a round of applause from everyone. "I would charge us with open prayers, this would be followed by the singing of the national anthem." Charlie continued. They stood to their feet in respect to the US national anthem. "Now let's proceed with our program properly. Before that, Cystine, would you do the honor of giving us a glimpse of what would be happening in this afternoon's event?" Charlie said, looking at Cystine. His words stirred in everyone's curiosity.

"I was wearing a parka earlier; it’s warm in the ballroom, so I shed the outer layer." "Charles, you had your pick of the elite teams. Why them?" "Collins found me when I was broken," Charles said, his voice dropping an octave. "This anthem was written in the dark. He brought the light." The crowd cheered. I stepped back, letting Charles take the center of the stage. In the Silvercrest office, Ethan slammed the laptop shut. Ben looked at him with pity. "He’s gone, Ethan. Let it go. Whoever he stands next to isn't your business anymore."

“Alright. Well, text or call, okay?” I nodded. “Make sure he says out of his email. This isn’t a do-work-from-there trip.” Charles gave me a salute and got in. The garage door opened, and they pulled. Giving them a small wave, I sighed as I watched them disappear down the road. Pressing the button for the garage to close, I went back into the house.

“Are you getting in or not?" Robinson found his way to the Inside of the passenger's seat, turned to face Charles, and asked in that same commanding tone. “I thought I asked you to stay back?" Charles eased the car out of its static position, through the high, heavy gate, and out unto the streets. “You like Potato and I like Potahto," Charles sang sweetly, his face not once leaving the road. “Do you know the song? It's by Ellie Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong. Great song."

Nurse Divine heaved a deep sigh as she stared at Irene. “I would see what I can do.” Nurse Divine said as she relaxed her back on the sofa. …………. Charles heard of Irene's mom getting hurt on the news, that day he made up his mind to pay Irene a visit at Antonio’s place no matter what Antonio would do. He stepped out of his house that day dressed up a golden color shirt, and black trousers,with his tinted glasses. Charles was looking as ravishing as ever. He drove his black Bugatti veryon as he headed for Antonio’s house.

They all knelt in unison, looking up at Charlie as he stood before them, their eyes filled with gratitude and respect. Roy, the commander of the armed cavalry guards, stepped forward, knelt on one knee before Charlie, and solemnly declared, "Mr. Wade, my comrades and I who serve in the armed cavalry guards, along with every dead soldier here swear that we shall serve you unto death, through thick and thin!"