I Ever Tell You About The Time Keith Novels & Stories

“You told him I was here?” “I had to. It is only right that I do. He is your…” he said, lifting himself up from his seat and extending a hand to Keith. “I didn’t want anyone to know I was here,” I looked out the window. “It's barely morning, Evy. You couldn’t give me a little time… I am literally still recovering,” I growled in his head, clamping my lips together. He winced briefly shutting his eyes. “Are you okay? Is something wrong?” Keith asked looking concerned. I know he is not. All of it is an act—his stage time is coming to an end by my claws.

Pellman, but unable not to. “Where are you?” I asked Keith. “The Starlite Hotel,” Keith said. I shook my head just a little, trying to figure out what he had said. Somehow I thought he would tell me he was in the school yard and Jimmy had gotten into a fight with the Blackstone Rangers again, or something worse had happened. But if that had happened, wouldn’t the school have called?

“You got along with them a long time ago.” “How long are we talking about?” “Decades.” “How would you know? You couldn’t have been present at the time.” “No. But I have birds.” A bird is Keith’s word for a spy. He has lots of them. Birds. “And what did your birds tell you?” “Birds talk a lot and make so much noise, so I don’t always take their word for granted.” “You wouldn’t have mentioned it if you didn’t already suspect something.” “This is why I like you.” He snaps his fingers. “You’re quick-witted and understand the situation just like that.”

Do you think I won't tell Mom and Dad? Keith coldly mocked her, saying, "What? Do you think you're a three-year-old child who can only run to Mom and Dad when something happens? They're not here today, so it doesn't matter who you tell."

I guess it's because she's his aunt but it gets rather haunting at times. "Y-yeah... I know... J-Jim explained it to me a while ago... sort of anyway..." Keith says and holds himself. "I'm just... thinking of happier thoughts... to keep myself calm." He looks away and closes his eyes. As he mumbles softly to himself, I catch the word 'ebony'.

Seeing Haley approaching, Keith quickly stood up and left. As soon as he took two steps, his phone vibrated. He glanced at it, and the caller ID said ‘Mother’. He pursed his thin lips, similar to Ivan's, and answered the call. As soon as he answered, a sobbing voice came from the other end of the phone, "Keith, I'm finished, I'm done this time..." Keith furrowed his brow, “Mother, take your time and tell me what happened. I’m listening.”

I hear Keith's worried voice. "Nothing. What were you saying?" "You look, beautiful baby sis," he tells me with a smile. I smile back "I miss you, Kei." "I miss you too, sis. Anyway, I am spending time with your friends today. We are going for dinner." Keith is pretty close to my friends. I met both of them when I was in kindergarten. It was a funny story about how we met. We grew up together. "Be careful. Those are my friends, no funny business." I threaten him with a smile.

"I need an explanation from you..." "I..." Keith looked the other way, not daring to look at Marie. He wasn't ready to tell Marie what really happened. But he knew that he could not keep avoiding it forever. He bit his lower lip, then looked back at Marie. "Yes. But wait a minute. I have to make Caleb his avocado frappe as my gratitude for him taking the time to come here."

His long legs crossed casually, yet he still radiated an air of complete control. "The person who hired those thugs was Brooke. I've already had someone send the evidence anonymously to both the police and Alex." I stared at him in shock, my grip on the covers tightening subconsciously. "What?" He raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at his lips. "Did you think I was just some guy who only knows how to acquire companies?" … The next morning, I was awakened by soft sounds. It was a team of doctors in white coats, their expressions solemn as they quietly set up various portable instruments beside my bed.

"Keith, you're here." Autumn quickly wiped away her reddened eyes. Laurence and Martha also composed themselves, pushing down their emotions. Laurence, who had met him a few times before and had taken a liking to him, couldn’t help but remark, "Keith, it seems like we were meant to be family." "Yes, I suppose we really are family now." Keith smiled, his expression relaxed. "But have you thought about how you're going to tell Stellar?" "We…" The elderly couple looked uncertain, clearly nervous.