Hope Bagel Novels & Stories

“Three bagels, coming right up.” Riven buys us three bagels, three asiago ones at Killi’s insistence, and we find a bench to eat on. I rip off a piece of my bagel and dip it into the plastic container of cream cheese. I chew furiously as my eyes dart around the shopping center. “Someone here has to know about these girls…” “Excuse me.” I raise my head and a woman with a short black bob is walking towards us. She has crow’s feet in the corners of her eyes and the skin underneath her eyes is sunken in. I could believe that she hasn’t slept in days. I lower my bagel.

Even in death, Robert was playing games. "And finally," Hailey squinted at the last page. "For Grogg." Grogg, who was eating a tray of cucumber sandwiches in the corner, looked up. "Grogg?" "Item 4: To my loyal friend Grogg. I hereby grant a lifetime subscription to the Wisconsin Cheese of the Month Club. Premium tier. And ownership of the bakery on 5th Avenue. The one with the eclairs." Grogg dropped his sandwich. His eyes went wide. "Whole... bakery?"

Aria could still stay alert because of the Charm Coin she'd dropped before coming in. The other four arcane practitioners were different, though—every single one was drooling over the bagels in the baskets. "That smells so good. Ma'am, your bagels really smell amazing." Aria hadn't thought much of it at first, but the people with her were acting way too weird. She sharpened her focus and looked more carefully. The bagels in the baskets had some unknown filling. The chowder looked more like pig brains, and the rock candy looked like it was made of paper.

We wanted the day to feel welcoming, not forced. Amina and Noah arrived at the house around nine-thirty. Noah carried a small paper bag and looked more relaxed than the day before. “I brought bagels from the bakery near the train station,” he said, setting them on the table. “Amina said they’re your favorite, Zara. And I got some local honey for the pancakes.” Elias shook his hand again, this time with a genuine smile. “You’re going to spoil us. Thank you.”

Maia shouted, “Jasmine. Your bagels are here.” Jasmine was playing with the doll earlier, but she dashed out of the room the moment she heard what Maia said. “Bagels. Yummy bagels!” Buck smiled as he put the bagels on the table. “Can I have the bagels, mister?” Jasmine asked politely and pointed to the table, “You bought it for me. Right?” He nodded and smiled, “Of course, you can. I bought them for you.” “Thank you, mister!” Jasmine said again. Then, she gave one of the bagels to Penelope, “Here. You can have one, Mom. Let’s eat together!”

“Depends. What kind of eating out are we talking about?” Hugo opened a nearly empty cabinet and lifted a bag of dried pasta as if it were our last treasure. “Not a fancy restaurant. Not a private yacht. Just a small food stall by the lake, run by someone too old to bother taking orders, so we pick up our food ourselves.” I blinked. “A food stall by the lake?” “Yes. They serve bean soup that doesn’t really have any beans in it. But they offer it with warm bread and chilled lemon water. I went there once, back before I understood stocks and acquisitions.”

Hoka Hey" by The Outer Vibe because the first three times you heard it you sang 'fuck it list' rather than 'bucket list,' but I don't know if you like plain or flavored cream cheese." He skims his free hand through his hair then down to his chin where his thumb absently strokes his jaw line. "By the time I got back to the car I realized it was probably for the best. Where would I put a bag of bagels? I barely have cup holders. The damn windshield wipers sense rain, but I don't have a place to put a bag of bagels in this pretentious piece of crap." "Hey, it's okay. They're bagels and I like the pretentious piece of crap. It reminds me of an apple."

I nip his lip this time when he pulls away and he lets out a moan. Meme clears her throat, breaking our focus from each other, “yeah! We’re still standing here”! I dropped back down to my feet, “so it’s settled! Order like three dozen bagels, Gabby’s sandwich, my toast, cream cheese, butter, and get me an orange juice with lots of pulp please”?

Polly pulled me along with her and that was how I forgot about Cristóbal and the trail of the blood. °°°°°°° “People really like those Bagels” Jimmy said as he and Grace high five of them. We have just sold out our bread and the sale is now moving because of the discount and the free gift. “We did a good job on them” Grace added, Her tone was laced with pride. She pushed her glasses back into her face, “I’ll go take a look at the breads that are sold out” Grace said as she picked a note and pen.

"You have to eat to keep your strength up, you know." Buttercup glanced at the elderly lady, thinking Wanda looked pretty healthy. "I'll remember that." Kayla tucked a loose strand of her red hair behind her ear as she glared at the bagel in her hand. "Personally, I'd much rather have a donut. Krispy Kreme at that. Hot." She placed the bagel back in the box with an upturned nose. Alex reached over Kayla's shoulder and grabbed the bagel she just dumped in the box. "Hey, don't knock free food."