Jared Fogle Sister Novels & Stories

I tried to explain. “Working? You call drinking with men ‘work’?” My father slammed his hand on the table as he shot to his feet. “Do you have any idea how upset Daffie is today? She posted something really important on Instagram, and you, her own sister, couldn’t even hit the ‘like’ button? Are you jealous of her?” Daphne looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?”

I stared at it for three seconds before pressing the answer button. "Hello?" His voice was as bland and indifferent as always. "I'll be away on business for a few more days. Just handle the wedding stuff however you see fit." It took me a few seconds to process his words. Jared thought I talked too much, so he had long ago muted my Instagram posts. Naturally, he hadn't seen what I had just uploaded. Before I could speak, he continued, "Oh, by the way, Paige said she wants to be your bridesmaid, and I already agreed on your behalf."

“A nursing scholar?” “Yes,” I said. “And your scholarship is funded by public trust,” she continued, voice rising. “So shouldn’t we ask whether you’re exploiting a dying child to trap a billionaire?” My vision tunneled. Eli’s name burned behind my teeth. Jared took a step forward. “Stop,” he said, quiet but sharp. The woman’s eyes flicked to him. “And who are you? Another Valezco employee?” Jared didn’t answer. She turned back to me, voice syrupy. “People are saying you got your sister admitted because you slept your way into a contract. Is that true?”

The family was forced to have three closed-casket funerals for the siblings. Ivanka didn't bother to attend. She stayed on her much-needed vacation with Michael. Tiffany was livid that her sister didn't show up to the funeral. So she sent Ivanka a text telling her that she had sex with Jared, too. Jared claimed her pussy was the best. Thinking that it would hurt Ivanka, it only made Ivanka and Michael laugh. Then, Keisha showed up to the funeral claiming to have had a miscarriage. Jared was happy to discover that he was off the hook. He never wanted a baby with Keisha or a marriage.

Just what her sister’s intention was for tagging a long was a puzzle. Mandy felt like she had lost touch with her sister. They were consciously avoiding each other. Her quitting her nursing job had brought a lot of strain on their relationship as siblings. Not that it wasn’t strained even before that. Mandy had always felt inferior. Annie was stunningly pretty and smart. Annie’s presence and absence were always felt. Annie was the standard that she was always pitted against.

Seeing Gwen, he headed in her direction. "I was going to try to talk you into forgetting Steve and going out with me, but now that I see your three sisters standing here, I don't know which one of you to ask," revealed Jared shaking his head sadly. "This is a real problem." "Three sisters?" asked Gwen as she followed Jared's eyes. "I have two sisters. Who did you think was my other ... my Mom?" "Your mom?" replied Jared, as he tried to act surprised. "I thought she was your sister."