If You Could Questions Novels & Stories

Yet deep down, a quiet voice asked: What if Clara was right?

A question. “Is it true?”

“How?” *******

“There are big ships and small ships, But the best ship of all is friendship” ~ Unknown. “I hope my daughter isn't stressed for today's exam.” Joshed (to engage in banter: joke) my father. “Nope! No stress this time, I’m super confident for this one, I’ll not let you down at any cost” “Well, I hope so honey, Because I’ve been hearing this for a long time now”, Said my father with a sarcastic laugh.

“I have a couple of questions that I would like you to answer if that’s okay?” “Sure, Spar with me and I will answer them”

Wondering. Is he… confessing? The thought sent a strange mix of anticipation and dread coursing through her. Or maybe… it was something she shouldn’t think too much about. Some things weren’t meant to be figured out. Not now, maybe not ever. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, hesitating for just a second longer than usual. Then, another message popped up. "Just say yes, come on. My treat!" April exhaled a quiet laugh, shaking her head. He really wasn’t going to give her a straight answer, huh?

He said with a horrified face. "It's like you made up your mind to decline everything." I pouted. "We can do the questions thing. And only truth accepted." "Okay like 20 questions. So you go first?" He thought for a moment, "How do you feel if you woke up and you are famous?"

“Would уоu dо іt if you wеrе mе?” “Honestly, Cаrrіе, I bеlіеvе I wоuld. If I wеrе іn a роѕіtіоn tо help a frіеnd, I wоuld dо it. Arе you hаvіng ѕесоnd thоughtѕ?”

"What if I do?" My breath catches.

I scrunch up my face. So many questions I could have asked, so many answers I could have received. But now's not the time for personal problems.