It's Been 84 Years Novels & Stories

Ellen Laura realized something, and quickly stopped him, "Wait, please tell me, what time is it?" Dr. Smith turned, pulled up his sleeve, and glanced at his watch, “Fourteen o'clock to be exact. Miss Ellen. " "No, I'm asking about the year! " Dr. Smith stared at her for a moment, then smiled cryptically, "The calendar is now 1848." Although Ellen Laura had been abroad a few years ago, the movies that were popular in USA at that time she still knew about the teleportation drama. It's just that she didn't think this would actually happen...

“No. About fifteen years?” “Fourteen years, five months, two weeks, and eight days.” That had him blinking. “That’s precise.” I nodded. “It is. Because do you know how long I’ve known this moment would come? Except, instead of you standing here, I figured it would be Dec?” He cleared his throat. “Fourteen years, five months, two weeks, and seven days?”

I am 18, not 16. ----------------------

Jefferson grabbed two champagne flutes from a passing server and handed them to us. "Well, yes. I’ll admit that it's quite surprising, considering what we last discussed. Right, Alex?" "Yes, sir. But I'm happy to see that you two have finally been able to overcome whatever caused the issue and are now happy." We all smiled. "Jane and I have been married for 40 years. But I've loved her for much longer. Will you believe it if I tell you that we discovered we were mates at her eighteenth birthday celebration when I was already 239 years old?"

“Because I am eighteen and I just graduated high school, Mum! What would the neighbors say? What would-” Hitting the table, he dragged it up and flung it toward the wall, regardless of the fact that everyone had been actively eating in peace earlier. “Who cares what anyone has to say? Here are his details!” He threw a yellow file at me. Papers scattered everywhere, but they revealed the details of a man at least sixty years old. I scoffed, my lungs gasping for air. “I'd continue my job at the cafeteria and sell what I can, but I won't get married to this old man.”

“How old are you guys?” Do I want to know? “Twenty two,” Kallen spoke finally, running a hand through his hair. “I’ve waited four year for you Doll,” He smiled at me and I couldn’t help but to return it. Silence beat through the air and I looked at Everett who studied me closely. “I’ve waited seven years Valerie,” His voice low and quickly doing the mental math, I tried to not let my blue eyes bug out of my head too much. “Twenty five?” I practically screeched. “As in two five?”

How on earth had this not been public? Charlotte continued to read with horror, skipping the details of what Chelsey, the plaintiff, said. It was too painful to read. It had happened in 1976, eighteen years ago. Which meant Floyd must have been around 19 years old. The pieces began to click in her head.

"How far back do those records go?" I chuckled, letting her in on a piece of family lore. "About 600 years or so." "Wow," she breathed out, her eyes widening with what I could only describe as a mixture of awe and enchantment. My heart still hummed from our earlier exchange, feeling lighter yet paradoxically full. Lexi let out a small sigh, a sound that tugged my attention back to her. "You're eight years older than I am." "Yeah," I replied, my eyes searching hers, "I figured it was about that much."

Claude said, pulling my attention. My lips twisted in rage. "Yes, finally." I raised my glass in salute. "To being able to do my family duty. It's only taken, what?" I tipped my head to the side as if in thought. "Twenty-eight years, right, Father?" Silence descended.

Bisola nod her head, she picked up her phone which was beside her on the bed, she checked the time again, and it was just five minute to twelve midnight. “Hun, this One Hundred and Ninety Two Hours was the most eventful time of my life, it was the time when my life took a drastic change, at first it was gloomy, but in the end it gives birth to joy. Thus I am reborn as from tomorrow, and tomorrow date became my new birthday.” Bisola said to herself.