It Is Wednesday My Dudes Novels & Stories

Tatum "Bout time you brought your lazy ass home." I smile to myself as I hear Addie start in on me. We'd seen each other for a quick wave before we'd both left for our respective jobs. "I knew this would happen as soon as you saw me today." The grin doesn't leave my face as I continue taking my laundry out of the dryer. "Why are you doing laundry on a Wednesday? You're typically a weekend washer." The arch of her brow is suspicious.

“We need to get you to the hospital.” “It is Wednesday,” I murmur. “I can’t have the babies on a Wednesday.” “What?” Emmett says in confusion, and I look up to see Walter shaking his head. “Wednesday’s child is full of woe,” I grunt out as another wave of pain crashes over me. Emmett’s eyes gloss over, and I know that he is sending Erebus a mind link. “What does that even mean?” He says but I know that the question is coming from Erebus.

"You bet. I'm surprised that you've never heard of the place. It's the hottest spot in town, a real pick up palace. The joint will be jumping by eight." "I'm an old married man now Bart, with three kids. My nights of tripping the lights fantastic are long gone." "Too bad bud, I get some prime stuff in here on Wednesdays. A couple of them even tempt me, but I make it a rule to stay away from the paying customers. Less heartache that way. If you ever decide to stray from the old ball and chain there's a group of regulars, five or six, the number always changes, who are in here every Wednesday night and they never leave along if you get my drift."

Chapter 24: "Abscond," ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 13 - 2027 ║ ║ Wednesday║ Class Day ║ "Finally that fucking class ended. I can get into the warmth of my bed now..."

Today is Sunday. Bea and Austin were supposed to be having lunch at a friend's house, Alphabette's. Austin, on the other hand, was unable to attend due to work obligations. It was his first week at DV company, but he spent all of his time at work. They handed me one of their big projects, so I have to give my best for this. Austin explained when she complained about him returning home late. She pressed the doorbell located at the upper right side of the gate. Alphabette opened the gate and welcomed Bea with smiles.

GIDEON Are you thinking of coming on Thursday, please you should come on Wednesday and I promised you would return to Seattle on Thursday. I laughed at his text, I opened the fridge and took out a bottle. ME. Okay, you caught me. I will come on Wednesday but I have to leave on Thursday. That means I won't be celebrating with you and your teammates I sent it as soon as I typed finished, a notification entered but I swiped it and waited for Gideon's reply. He replied almost immediately. GIDEON That is fine, I will let the guys know. You want to eat out with me today?

What am I supposed to do there? I can't even figure myself out here! “He said you and I will be going on a business trip to Weretopia early Wednesday morning.”

I turned to Ava, "babe, did you sleep well?" "You were beside me throughout the night so I had no option but to enjoy the night." I chuckled and she continued "How was you workout session?" "Well, It was great. You should join me sometime." "So I can grow muscles? No thanks, I'll pass." I knew she knew what I was saying but since she decided to feign ignorance, I changed the topic and turned to the kids. "So, who knows what today is?" "Wednesday!" Nash screamed "Yes Nash, it's Wednesday but that isn't the correct answer. So who wants to try again?"

Which is what I'm doing on this new day. Wednesday is my chance to recover the week. I refuse to let it go down as crappy as it started. Vincent was wishy-washy at best and his refusal to answer any of my questions or talk to me about our non-relationship was absolutely grating on my nerves. I wouldn't let it happen again. I've sat around and let him stomp his feet and act ridiculous long enough. It was time for me to take charge.

In dry clothes, we wait, my nerves taut with anticipation. Then, as if on cue, the doorbell rings, breaking the silence like a crack of thunder. Mom moves to answer it, her footsteps echoing. With a sense of purpose, she swings the door open, revealing three figures standing on the threshold - Alex, Connie, and Chad, our most trusted confidants.