Geto Novels & Stories

22: GLITCH NOW COLORADO, TE. Zach walked past hastily to his motel room before locking the door, and calling for her- ‘ire- katharina. katharina’ He yearned. He paced around the room for a few seconds before dropping to the ground, his back against the door. He had heard her voice but not anymore. And as much as he won’t admit- -that scared the shit out of him. ~ He held his fork in his hand, an unsavory look in his eyes as he stared to the barely hot chicken they had gotten from the store.

2. You are a memory that I will always remember for the rest of my life. Everything about you, will always be remembered. Even my heart, it will still be yours. ~ May i go? - Hansaehi Starting from a piece of sushi, becoming a glue for two people who are romantically drunk ~a lover Ahh ... it turns out that remembering those memories requires a lot of energy Tiring tiring tring ..!

ODETTE After a close to eighteen-hour flight with two stops in between—one of which Gunnar had made, we landed in South Africa, in the province of KwaZulu-Natal. We were hauled up in a hotel room near the beach. The city we were staying in—from the little I had seen—was beautiful. Durban seemed to be filled with people of different races and ethnicity. It was different from what I had expected. Then again, I didn't know what to expect when Ace said we were going to a safe house. All I knew was that we wouldn't be staying at this hotel for very long.

"Did you get any information?" "No, not yet. It's not yet clear to me but I will tell you what I have anyway." Gabriel said. "What's it?" "Well, I found out that her parents are not living in the U.S... they currently live in Rome." "Rome?" "Yes, Italy. They are actually Americans and...one more thing, they are one of the most influential couples in Italy. They are famous and rich...like your family." "Did you get their pictures?" "Ah, no. Getting their pictures is not easy. They live quiet lives and you hardly see them speaking in public but I have their names, Harriot Hamilton and Dana Hamilton. That's all for now."

I also noticed Gethro who along with Keng who was driving this Helicopter. "Why is he here? He hasn't finished eating his one ball's yet." I coldly said and Keng laughed at what I said but I was serious. "I'll take care of him Don Morfeo, don't worry." He said so I wouldn't say anything again , I hope Gethro can really trust that. "I have —" Gethro had not finished what Elorah was about to say. "Where now going back to Italy." Elorah said, looking at me now.

] My AI greeted me. "Good evening, Cho," I responded. [Please take your shoes off and come in.] "Thank you." As expected, Minseok followed my lead, leaving his shoes in the shoe cubbies. My AI, named C.H.O. - Cognitive Household Organizer, was a holographic lady. She bore a striking resemblance to a young Korean woman, her long black hair neatly tied in a ponytail and adorned with bangs. Her name came from her ability to mimic human speech, which she did flawlessly. The majority of people found it creepy, but Minseok didn't seem bothered at all. In fact, he seemed fascinated by her.

I can't afford to put on the AC, since it would consume more gas and gas is expensive as fuck. So I pick up my phone and get out of the car again, while squinting under the sun to find Lauretta, my stepmother's number, so I can call her to open the gate for me. As I'm doing that, the gate opens slightly, and a man's unfamiliar head pokes out of it. "Yes?" He says in the most unfriendly tone I've ever heard. "Open the gate. I've come to see my father." "Your father isn't here. None of your family members is here. They sold the property and moved out." The man delivers his bombshell and retreats again without another word, leaving me standing there with my mouth wide open in shock.

I stare at him a little dumbstruck for a moment. “I am guessing you are Princess Nova?” he asks in thick Southern American accent. I’d say New Orleans. “I am Garrett, your tutor” he says holding out a hand for me to shake. The second I take his hand, I regret it, his hand is warm and soft but his grip is strong yet gentle. I imagine holding his hands. What the hell is he doing to me. My brain is short circuiting. I realise I still haven’t said anything. “Yes. Sorry, I am Nova!” I say too brightly. I try not to show how much I am inwardly cringing at my voice. “Sorry I am a little distracted today”

He simply looked patient, useful, present. Ethan locked the phone and threw it onto the bed. Ten minutes later, he picked it up again. The earliest flight to Halewick left the next morning with one connection through Miami. If he booked it now, he could reach the resort before dinner. He imagined arriving before the rehearsal, finding Claire, pulling her aside before Maya could turn it into a public fight. They would talk. She would be angry. Maya would be worse. Ben would look at him like he had disappointed everyone at once. Ethan could handle all of that.

Bradley lifted his eyes when Oscar spoke, finding the other man incapable of meeting his eyes. Bo glanced back at the little girl once again. “Hello there Jessamine, my name is Bo.” His voice was just loud enough to be heard through the crowd that passed by them, and the girl smiled, her hand reaching out and making a grabbing motion, one that Bo could only assume was an attempt at a wave.