If We Had 5 More Minutes Novels & Stories

I stare at him, unable to believe what I am hearing. “Listen, Mr. Rhodes—” my family lawyer starts. “I just want five minutes to talk with Kassy after this,” Shawn rushes to say. I stare at him. Five minutes. Just five minutes. I suppose I can do that. We will need that closure. Maybe after everything we've been through, five minutes is nothing. I slowly nod. “Okay,” I breathe out.

The driver said apologetically, "Miss, we're already much faster than usual. The main road would've added another 15 minutes of traffic." Renee pleaded, "Please, is there any way to get me there in 30 minutes? It's urgent."

“You’re early.” _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ “Traffic’s good today,” Alex said. On screen. Back seat. Done with school. 6 years, 11 months, 3 days. “So we’re on time. For 2:47 PM. Rule 5.” _Silence. 2:48 PM._ Chloe nodded. “Rule 5,” Chloe said. 60 seconds. Alex counted. Out loud. “One. Two. Three.” Chloe closed eyes.

He leaned close as he passed and murmured, “Seven minutes wasn’t enough. I want more.” And just like that, the game was over. But the fire had only begun.

“We need to move faster.” “We have like nine minutes.” “We don’t,” he says. “We have less than two minutes. I set the timer too soon. If we are still on this pass when that bomb goes off, we’re toast.”

I wondered how many minutes I’d endured so far and bit my lip. James, as per normal, instantly read my mind. “Five minutes down, one hour and fifty-five minutes to go. Time to get on with the warm-up, Lois.”

5 minutes left. I felt like I was going to throw up. I could hear my heart beating. "Just 5 minutes left." Tara whispered to me and held my wet hand without a care. 11:59. The seconds were counting down. They reached 10. I and everyone else began counting down, "9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0!!" I pressed the launch button, without thinking twice. Immediately our products were available to the world.

I added a fresh layer of powder to make the sweat go away and redid my eyes and lips. “Yes, equals. Just be patient with me as I get used to it. You aren’t the only person who has to change.” I felt a pang of guiltiness from that. He wasn’t wrong… “How much time do we have till we need to be down there?” I asked. “We still have about 45 minutes.” “Can you make me a drink, please?” I finished with my look and I was happy with it.

I turned to leave. "Please." He blurted out. I froze and slowly turned to look at him. He said please. It wasn't a forced please but a little desperate please. "You have five minutes." I lifted my chin defiantly. "I'll need more than five minutes." "Ten then." I said. "Thirty minutes." "Twenty." "Fine." He agreed grudgingly.

she told him, huffing. “That means you’ve lost 19 more minutes. Alright then, you’ll have just fifteen minutes of rest altogether, and we proceed. Congratulations,” Killian smilingly applauded, much to her disgruntlement. But she didn’t dare to complain. What if he deducted an extra 8 minutes? She wouldn’t risk it.