Josef Refugee Novels & Stories

Jose, who was resting in bed, suddenly sat upright in fear. He immediately roared, “You’re not allowed to defy him, or else I’m taking your damned life!” Then, he got up and transferred himself to a wheelchair to meet Jairo. Kayson’s glass shards had cut his legs, and his tendons had yet to reconnect. Jose hastily said, “Sir, this is bad. Kayson is at the Roselle Lodge!” Jairo was startled. “What’s going on? Why is he at the Roselle Lodge? Didn’t Beyond Construction give us permission to demolish it?”

“Men like that already have one foot in the grave and still haven’t learned a damn thing. Money, reputation—they’ve had more than enough. And yet the animal in them still crawls out. They should spend whatever time they’ve got left doing something decent for once.” It was Christmas, technically—but Josef’s life had nothing to do with holidays or relaxation. No sooner had he dealt with the Collins couple than the situation with his “son” came knocking again. Actually, it had never really stopped. After the Christmas Eve banquet, once Laurent found out he was adopted—not biological—he’d been stunned into silence for one night. Then he showed up at Josef’s hotel with his wife and son, begging o

“What do you know about Joseph?” “David and Mark have been with the colonel since we arrived and they haven’t returned,” Julianne replied. “We don’t know anything.” At that precise moment the door to the room opened and David and Mark entered. “Doctor, I’m glad to know you’re okay!” David said, seeing that Hansen was awake. “How do you feel?” “I’m fine. What have you heard from Joseph? Did you manage to locate it?” “Yes, we found him,” Mark said, “he’s already in Israel, in a house in the center of Jerusalem.”

Though Yosef had already dispatched enough personnel to protect him. But this trip to France made it clear that the traitors within the Nelson family were more ambitious and urgent than he had imagined. He had to return immediately to prevent anything from happening to Kevin. Yosef sat up slightly, instructing Patrick, "Get the helicopter ready to go back." Patrick hesitated for a moment. Then he lowered his head and left. Yosef swallowed hard, extending his arm to Doctor Zhang. "Painkillers." He felt like every organ in his body had shifted, pressing on his nerves.

Joseph's resolve is firm. ***

The look on his face was already enough to show that he wanted to ask him a question, but Joseph only shrugged before standing up. “You were part of the notorious drug trafficking circle in Cyprus but fled to Chicago under the identity of Eddy Jasper, the name that belongs to the son of the captain of the ship that smuggled you in. His son died on the ship, and he registered you as his son when you came to Chicago. Ever since then, you have tried to live a normal life and even started a business of exporting and importing. That’s a way to build a clean identity and profile, but I am sorry to break it to you, nothing is hidden under the sun, especially when I am the one looking for it”, Josep

relaxed the scholarly-looking old Leopoldo, not livid to Benedicto’s remark, his inquiring hosts in their comfy chair on the other side along the elongated length of the refectory table, not privy to the scope of their work. “Aw, I had believed they’re still new to the craggy hill but I don’t know everyone who lives here– no. Ha-ha-hah!” smiled the merchant and fisherman embarrassedly for his tactlessness, adjusting his rough, snag-beaten knuckles, flustered he had called out those who were displaced from the horrendous storm nineteen years ago. Josefina looked daggers at her husband, and so nudged him, the lines on the forehead of her lovely face showing, and said, “Yes, Ben, you don’t kn

He leaned in and kissed her forehead. Before long, he led her down to the next floor and learned about the non-Jewish people that risked their lives to save others. James was uplifted knowing that so many stood against a tyrant and helped their fellow human beings. That’s how it should be, he told himself with a nod. The exhibits on camp liberations, the Nuremberg Trials, and emigration to America and Israel followed.

I reluctantly pulled away and he reached for his bag, next to the signed discharge papers. "Thank you,” Josef said. We’d come a long way since the first day I got here but I was glad to have grown closer to Josef. There wasn’t a chance in the world that we would get together since he was leaving for Milan soon anyway, but it felt good to have a friend for once. Someone who wasn’t my narcissistic mother or my sister. It felt good to have someone. Maybe this was what Hazel felt with Nicholas. I was jealous of her. I had always been.

He was more desperate this time compared to the time Meredith and he were supposed to register their marriage. Could it be that he simply wanted to see how happy Meredith and Charlie were? "It's time to go, Sir," Yoseph said to Josiah as he could not bring himself to see how Josiah was looking all defeated and devastated. Josiah said nothing as he could not bring himself to say anything. Yoseph waited for a while and finally started the car engine when he saw the lovebirds opposite the street get into their car. … At noon, Josiah dropped by the old residence as his grandmother asked to see him.