I Hope By Jay Lewis Novels & Stories

He placed his palms reassuringly on Toby's shoulders. "She's a strong woman, Toby. And you are too. Besides, no one says you'll die soon." "I know right but It's hard to think about living." he muttered. "Well, I guess this is where hope comes to play right? " Lewis asked rhetorically " keep hope alive and do whatever stuffs that makes you happy so you have less depressing thoughts.” "I'm trying hard to do that." "That's great. At least you're trying. Besides, i want to see you get yourself a girlfriend while graduating from highschool looking as healthy as the word itself.” Lewis said with a wink.

It’s not home, I know it, he knows it and Connor knows it because he’s been searching for you with no news. I sent a spy with him. I don’t know why I did when I sent you away in the first place but I need to know you are still out there, baby. I need to know you are breathing even when I can’t feel you. I need you alive at least. They say expectations lead to disappointment, I’m smart though I’m not expecting anything but hoping. Because hoping is better. Here’s to hoping you are still there. Be alive for me, baby. Stay alive.’

I know I will die young, but I hope you will sink me in the river at dawn and let me go, like the waters that will not return. In this way, I apologize for the last time and know that I will carry you in my heart and soul until the end. Hope Black Just a Delta who dared to defy the Gods"

Daniel Lewis also put aside his sensitive pride and took the initiative to explain to Hope that because his parents divorced a few years ago and each had a new life, the only way he could get their attention was to get into trouble and make mistakes, so he did those things on purpose. Hope nodded tearfully, "I understand, it can't be all your fault." Hope raised her lips and felt that the clouds outside the window looked so beautiful. At that moment, a familiar figure flashed outside the half-opened door of the room. Keira, sharp-eyed, shouted "Daddy" and pounced on her short legs to chase her out. Emma Rosy followed as an afterthought, and before leaving the door, turned back uneasily. "I'l

“Try this, Hope is the thing with feathers..’” He interrupted with a groan. “You said no bird poems.” “This one’s different,” I said. “It stays in the heart, not in a cage.” He looked up at me, still skeptical but willing. “Fine. But you say the first part.” I did, the lines rolling off my tongue, softer than I meant them to. “Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all.”

She was holding her sketchbook in her lap, gripping it so hard the cover was bending. "They saw me," Hope whispered. "They saw me when I was little." "They saw you working," Aurora said. "They saw the truth." Hope looked up. Her slate-blue eyes were dark, dilated with fear, but underneath the fear was something else. Determination. "Tomorrow," Hope said. "Tomorrow," Liam agreed, leaning over to kiss her head. "You're going to be great, Rhino." Hope stood up. She smoothed her dress. "I'm not a Rhino tomorrow," she said.

After that day we heard nothing more of him. "It's getting to lunch time why not go back in ,have lunch and we will continue tomorrow." Josy said ."Sure". I went back inside sat with my mates and took my meal after which I went back to my room . I wish I could turn back time . Maybe I would have applied the wisdom mom gave me ,not to open a door without peeping to see who was there . Josy seems nice I hope I made the right decision and I hope I don't regret it . I fell asleep and woke up later on in the evening . I walked out of my room and went straight to the place I was about to jump from a week ago only this time with a different mission . "Hey!" Oh hey Josy . "What are you doing here "

I fell asleep and woke up later on in the evening . I walked out of my room and went straight to the place I was about to jump from a week ago only this time with a different mission . "Hey!" Oh hey Josy . "What are you doing here "?she questioned .I'm here for fresh air ."I've learnt two new songs on my guitar do you want to listen to them ?" Sure ,Josy. "Wait here for me I'll be back." She said . I waited there for five minutes before I saw her running with her wooden guitar. "Ok here we go"she said . "This song was written by Hope Ahlers but it's dedicated to you by me ."

Look at silver powder again. In the firelight, it looks like tiny stars. Like hope made visible. Maybe that's what it is. Hope. I hope that love can be bigger than jealousy. Hope that bond can be stronger than pride. I hope that three broken people can become something whole. I closed my hand again. Keep moon dust safe. Tomorrow I'll tell them about vision. About the trinity bond. About choice that ain't really choice. Tonight I'll hold onto hope. And pray it's enough.

Text from Hope. **Hope:** *I'm sorry. But I have to know.* I ran to her room. The window was open. She was gone. On her bed was a note. *I went to meet him. Somewhere public. Somewhere safe. I'll be back by midnight. Don't follow me. If you trust me at all, let me do this. —H* "No," I whispered. Jamie appeared behind me. Read the note over my shoulder. "Call Torres. Now."