Novelas y relatos de Halftime

They lived in the same house, bound by his recovery, by her role as his caregiver, but the space between them felt like a chasm she couldn’t cross. Elle’s fingers fumbled with the pill bottle, the plastic cap slipping under her sweaty palms. She glanced at the clock—3:47 p.m., time for his afternoon dose. Her eyes darted to the balcony, where Jack stood motionless, his dark hair catching the faint light filtering through the mist.

And we wonder why we all can't get along. The game was close. At the half, my verdant fellows were leading by a mere two points over Soraya's mandarin men. I got up to use the bathroom and got us a couple sodas. My parents, who'd barely been speaking since the so-called 'cookie- gate' both waved goodnight and went upstairs. I flicked off the light before sitting back down for the second half.

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I look down. Halftime?

1–1. Halftime couldn’t come soon enough. Damon went back to the locker room just as the whistle went off. When the second half began, the tension felt thicker, heavier. Every pass mattered. Every tackle felt decisive. I found myself whispering, “Come on, Mooncrest,” over and over like a prayer.

Marvin said so we all turned to look at the stage and saw Top wearing his casual clothes and his dazzling smile. "Good evening, Everyone!" Everyone cheered and clapped for the birthday boy and he just smiled at them. "Well, thank you for coming over tonight to witness me celebrate being a year older." He jested and everyone laughed. "Special mention to my favorite Junior and his friends. Gabriel!" He looked at our direction same as everyone in the bar so I smiled at him and we waved at each other. "I thought you'll ditch me at my birthday, seriously. I'm happy to see you, Bro!" He said and I nodded while smiling. "To Marvin and Barry, please spare a piece of chicken wings for Kevin and Mike.

First Date *************** Narrators pov *************** He stood at the cafe door patiently waiting for her, she was already 10 minutes late. Anthony made up his mind that even if she doesn't come, he would understand. Their meeting each other had been a coincidence and whatever spark he felt they both had must have diminished for her.

All I have to do is ignore them, and I'll be fine. -------------------------------- "I really hate being in the library." Hilary complained. They were sent to the library to research about the history of their town through old newspaper articles. "Shut up, and help us. Come on." Henry, her twin brother said. "Hey, guys. Look at this." Xavier found a news article dated thirty years ago." Xavier announced. Everyone gathered around him, except for Landon. "Young boy found dead at the boy's locker room?" Olga read title of the headline.

"We have just an hour to the half-moon, what do we do?." T.B.C

We have all finished off Becca's pringles by the time the game starts. Soon enough, it is half time and there have been no fight outbreaks, no dirty moves, and the score is even. I'm impressed. "Something's up," Miles says as they all break. "What do you mean?" I ask him. "They're playing too clean. They have something planned for the second half," he mutters and I think he's talking more to himself, than me. "What do you-" "Hang on, I'll be back."