Jason The Toymaker Novels & Stories

And even though I laughed along with her, there was a part of me that couldn’t stop thinking about how different everything was going to be now. Jason came out from the bedroom, his sleeves rolled up and his hair slightly messy, it was obvious he had been wrestling with furniture. He grinned when he saw me, and it was hard not to like him when he looked that happy. “Hey, thanks for coming,” he said, dropping onto the couch with a sigh. “I think Brenda would’ve gone crazy trying to do all this by herself.” “She’s not wrong,” I joked, holding up a ridiculous amount of bubble wrap. “I mean, who packs this much for two people? Are you guys secretly hoarders?”

she playfully nudges Finn and smiles as she speaks. "Hey, I have to make rent around here somehow." Jason walks back behind the counter laughing. Finn and Aspen lean in together and whisper back and forth to one another. In the absence of our small group's chatter, the store falls silent with only the occasional crinkle of paper as a customer digs through the comic bins to break up the quiet. Trey's leg bumps against mine as he adjusts closer. "Jason owns the place. He inherited the store from his grandfather, Cosmo."

“Don’t worry too much, uncle. I can support you financially.” Jason was bemused at the offer. He had some illegal businesses but couldn’t let her know since he didn’t want to worry or scare her. So, he kept silent. “I know. I’ll look for a job tomorrow.” “You can rest for a few more days. There’s no hurry.” “Okay.” Jason’s gentle smile disappeared the instant Zoey got in the car and left. He could tell that she had been having it rough these years. Robert Jenner had been quick in destroying the Fultons back then. Jasmine Teller and her daughter were venomous snakes as well. Zoey must’ve suffered at their hands.

Gwyneth's POV Jase and I were strolling at the mall and shopping. I bought him the clothes he wanted but he seemed more excited about the toys we bought. "Jase, what else do you want?" Smiling I told him as we motioned to the clothes section. He stared at it then shook his head. "No mommy, I want that one." She pointed at the Go Kart race track toys on display. "I want to play that one." "But baby, you have enough toys already." he frowned.

Mrs Haward said. "James, do you remember when you were 12 years old you tried to build that toy car using your father's tools and you couldn't? Do you remember what Jason did?" Mrs Haward drew James's attention to something Jason did as a child. "Jason helped me build it and urged me to present it to Dad," James replied, seeing nothing wrong with it as he recalled the day like it was yesterday. "Jason received the honour award from your dad," Mrs Haward pointed out.

He backed off, pretending not to notice. He went next and, of course, got a ring right on the bottle. The man behind the booth handed him a small stuffed bear. Jason turned to me and held it out. “Here. For old times’ sake.” I smiled politely but didn’t take it. Instead, I knelt down and handed it straight to Emma. “For you, sweetie.” Her eyes lit up. “Thank you!” she squealed, hugging the toy. Jason’s hand dropped. I didn’t meet his eyes.

A guy I haven’t met yet was tending for the drinks, and suddenly I felt like a royalty. “This is one of my ‘toys’,” Jason smirked at me, and his blue irises looked around the party area. “I hope you like vodka. I poured for both of us.” He handed me a glass with crystal liquid in it, and I nodded with a smile. His toys were really amazing, starting from Snow White, his new car, the plane, and now this amazing oddly shaped pool with a bar in the water. I would love to live like this, and maybe I would have such things if I was the one who won from the lottery.

Jason said, excitement in his eyes. "You want a daddy?" I questioned, my eyes widening. I shouldn't have asked him what he wanted; now, he had made an outrageous demand. "Yes, mama, you said you can get me what I desire. I do not want Disney land or football. I want a daddy for my next present." he repeated. "Jason, listen, a daddy isn't something you can get in a toy..." "Will you get me a daddy?" Jason cut me off. His eyes were wide with anticipation.

“Yes. It was very interesting. And then we went to get ice cream and we also went to a bookstore and got many books.” “Where are the books?” I asked. “They are in the room.” She answered. “We also got some toys.” Jason said. “I got a new Spider-Man toy that’s really big.” He said using his hand to demonstrate how big it is. I laughed. They played around in my room for a while. I told them I was tired and needed to rest. Thankfully they understood and left me alone. I closed my eyes and went to sleep but not before setting an alarm to wake me up.

I tried to push the feeling away as we navigated through the aisles, Jason’s hand occasionally brushing against mine as we walked. We were out shopping for Daniel and Ella, who had outgrown nearly every toy in the house. Jason had been sweet enough to come with me, even though I knew he didn’t enjoy shopping all that much with someone. As we rounded the corner into the toy section, a voice called out to him from across the store. "Jason!" a girl’s voice rang out, high and bright.