Going Home By Dire Straits Novels & Stories

His eys seemed to say, “This is what I have to deal with in my home every day.” Well, that’s your choice. And that’s when Jessica traced where Cicio’s eyes had gone, and found me. Jessica stopped all the tears at once when she spotted me. Somehow she stood more straight in front of me. “Why are you here?” She asked coldly. “I didn’t get the invitation to your homecoming party. Apparently my Don got one.” She pointed at Cicio. As if the dramatic catastrophe at this moment wasn’t enough for her, Jessica snatched the collar of her son and flung him right in my direction.

The next day, I booked a flight home. Samantha was reluctant to see me go and insisted on taking me all the way to the airport. I hugged her tightly. Over these past days, I truly had drawn a great deal of strength from her. When I returned home, the first thing I saw in the living room was our wedding photo. The wedding ring Sean had taken off still lay alone on the table, making that portrait feel all the more ironic. Marriage can’t hold down an unfaithful man, but it can trap a woman still struggling in love.

"Walter, this is not the time and place for you to go on a rampage. Stop acting crazy. If there's something wrong with you, go to a hospital." The mention of the word "hospital" sent Walter into a frenzy at once. He came straight at me, grabbing my arm and dragging me toward the door. "Go and get an abortion at the hospital right this instant!" He was too strong. I could barely even attempt to struggle. Just then, Ethel, Walter's grandmother, heard the commotion and hobbled over with her cane. When she saw Walter's violent actions, her heart jumped into her throat. "Walter! Let go of Alice at once! She's pregnant with—"

It was Christmas. It was also my last day in this world. After thoroughly enjoying themselves overseas, my family finally came back. "Mom, I want to go again next time! It was so much fun!" Remy chirped happily. Her excitement still hadn't dissipated, and she continued to talk about it once she was inside. "Alright, alright. We'll go again if you want," my mom said indulgently, stroking Remy's head. Blake was behind them, helping with the bags filled with things Remy had bought, a smile on his face.

My sister, Nancy Wood, wanted to be the family's only child, so my mother had my name changed and handed my identification documents over to my grandmother. She even told me I had to pay for everything if I wanted to live under their roof. The change and coupons Nancy got from her shopping were the sole source of allowance I'd get. If she saved 30 dollars from her shopping trips, I would get 30 dollars next month. It was the last day for all students to enter their applications for college. I begged my sister to let me use her computer. She extended her hand. "You have to pay me 20 bucks." I fished all the money out of my pocket. I only had 19 dollars. So, I hastily blurted in a panic, "I

Stomach somersaulting, she looked at his profile. He flew off the couch like the hounds of hell were chasing him and stalked the room. Eventually, he landed on the other side of the coffee table and ran a hand down his face. "I've had all night to play this conversation out in my head and" He dropped his arm, hand slapping his thigh. "You're scaring me." On a sigh, he pulled his phone from his pocket. "When we were overseas, Justin used to play this song over and over again if he missed home. You, in particular. When You Come Back to Me Again by Garth Brooks. Do you know it?"

Ian said helplessly, "I'm not a con man. The marriage certificate is at home. I'll go get it now, okay?" With that, he left the hospital room and hurried back home. He turned the place upside down, searching every corner, but he came up empty. So, he got back in the car and headed to the spot where he'd kicked Sophie out. Once he stepped out of the car, it belatedly hit him that the place was an old, deserted intersection, way out on the edge of nowhere.

I didn't get off work until ten at night. By the time I dragged myself home, my whole body felt like it was made of lead. The second I opened the door, a wave of stench hit me so hard that it made me flinch. I instinctively looked around for the source and found a pile of trash bags right by the entrance. It was stuffed with used diapers, all of them smeared and reeking. I hung up my coat and walked straight into the living room.

In the end, while we were arguing in the car one day, an oncoming truck ended both our lives, and at that exact moment, I harbored no fear within my heart but a sense of liberation. Timothy and I had been reborn and had mutually resolved to maintain a distance. We aimed to never bring up our past relationship again. I silently pushed the bank card back toward him. "It won't be necessary, as I don't accept things from strangers." Timothy furrowed his brow. There was a note of disbelief in his voice as he asked, "Am I a stranger to you, Hope? What exactly do you mean by that?" I replied calmly, "I'm saying that no matter what job I'm doing right now, I consider it respectable. There's nothing

she asked again quietly, her voice deep enough for a woman's voice. She took Tania under a nearby tree. A shady and cool tree, Tania nodded even though her head was still dizzy. Tania looked here and there as her mind was quite clear, looking for Henry's figure. "You're burning," the stranger said as she touched Tania's forehead. She sighed, "you shouldn't go out in this condition, you better go home." "Who are you looking for?" asked the stranger, she had bought a mineral bottle. She opened the sealed bottle, Tania said thanks before drinking the water greedily.