Honey: A Novel Novels & Stories

“Oh! You know her, you all knew her. Her name is,” HONEY is thinking and deep about her decision. A fault and two that could ruin everything. Yet, as she is thinking about it, it is convincing her somehow that it is all for the best. For this world and book couldn’t lose anything by its stand and current present. Especially that this world and book is about to crumble, all destined to be destroyed. “Just a way and two to clear the path and pave the way for the originals to walk gracefully and fulfill the broken promise of the very beginning.”

The polished scene felt like a dream compared to the constant struggles of her own family back home. “Good morning, everyone,” Honey said with a bright smile as she entered. She leaned down and hugged Grandma Nana tightly. Nana pecked her on the cheek. “How was your night, darling?” “Beautiful,” Honey replied, smiling as she took the seat right next to Nana. She wanted to stay close to the old woman—something told her Nana held the real family secrets. Honey picked up her spoon and stirred her tea. But the moment she lifted it to her lips, the entire table fell silent.

Light flooded through tall windows; he could see comfortable reading nooks and antique furniture. Honey sat curled in a large leather chair by the window, a book open in her lap. She looked up as he entered, her copper hair catching the afternoon sun, turning it to flame. She’d abandoned Joy Smith completely here, in her sanctuary, no wig, no glasses, just Honey in her natural state. "How was the interrogation?" she asked with a knowing smile. She knew her father well. "Thorough." Grayson approached, bending to kiss her lightly. "Your father loves you very much."

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I pretended not to notice and asked, "Can I borrow your phone?" He nodded and handed it to me. I quickly tried calling Daniel again. As soon as he picked up, I hurriedly said, "Daniel, your whole family got stung by wasps. It's really serious! Transfer the money for the surgery to me now!" I thought he would ask how much, but after two seconds of silence, he cursed at me, "Linda, if you want money, you don't have to curse my family!" I was stunned, then quickly explained, "I'm not lying. They really were stung and are now in the ICU. We have to raise money immediately for the surgery."