Novelas y relatos de Keep On Keeping On

We just had to choose to stay. Together. Always. With three rings. And one star. Always north. Always returning to the same place. Always home.

She kept going. And my grandmother’s notation: She will keep going. And now I am the she. I am the she who kept going. I want to say something to whoever comes after. You are not the beginning. You are the continuation. Whatever broke in your story is part of the story. The bond that should have ended will not end if it is a fullbond. The territory that should have stayed small will not stay small if the frequency is real. The people who should have stayed strangers will not stay strangers if the ground note is doing what it is supposed to do.

"I love you too." Then I turned and got in the car—no looking back. We hadn't made it far when a message popped up—from Jasper. He'd apparently been texting for the past two years, but I hadn't used a Crenova SIM. Never saw a single one. This one had just two words. [I'm sorry.] I stared at the screen for a long moment... then blocked the number and deleted the message. Snapped the old SIM card in half and tossed it out the window—like I was tossing out every heavy memory, every wrong feeling I'd ever held onto.

Laura knew that voice—knew it meant he was worried and trying to make worry sound like information, smoothing the edges for her sake. It meant he was worried and trying to make worry sound like information—a trick she recognized too well from her own toolbox of emotional camouflage. "And you want me to drive over there," she said, half-resigned, half-bracing herself for the inevitable. "Just knock on the door. Make sure he's alive," John replied, the words clumsy but urgent, his anxiety now unmistakable. She closed her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose, feeling the pressure radiate through her skull.

he exclaimed. ‘I really don’t know what to say,just don’t let Victoria get angry,she’s your ticket to keeping your company, ‘he advised . Just then his phone rang and he glanced at the caller id before muttering a curse. ‘I have to go man,I’m sorry,let’s catch up later’ he said and dropped some bills on the table before leaving Paul pondering on his complicated situation. Paul sighed before he too got up,dropped some bills and left. =================

he kissed her, “This isn’t a joke or a one-weekend good time either.” “Like I said, whatever you chose to say is what we will go by.” She said as she nuzzled into his hand with her cheek. “But it is both of us.” He said with a sigh. “I understand you don’t care but help me out, Bay.” “Fine. How about this is new, but we are working on something.” She said, and his eyes lit up. “I like that.” He said as he kissed her again. “It leaves things open but also gives them an answer they will buy.”

I headed for the public cemetery. There, before Marco's grave, lay a bouquet of daisies that still had morning dew on them. Beside it was the pearl hair clip. The pearls had been restrung, with the two broken ones replaced by new pearls. Upon closer inspection, the shade and glimmer of the new pearls were slightly different from the old ones, reminiscent of a scar left behind after a wound healed. Leaning over, I picked up the hair clip and slipped it into my coat pocket. Then, I sat down and leaned against the cold gravestone, shutting my eyes.

(Passing by the edge of the cold winter) Dasi bomnari ol ttaekkaji (Until the days of spring) Kkot piul ttaekkaji (Until the days of flower blossoms) Geugose jom deo meomulleojwo (Please stay) Meomulleojwo (Please stay there a little longer) * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Oh baby ! You are MINE to keep now. I am never gonna let you go now. Never ever. I promise !

(Passing by the edge of the cold winter) Dasi bomnari ol ttaekkaji (Until the days of spring) Kkot piul ttaekkaji (Until the days of flower blossoms) Geugose jom deo meomulleojwo (Please stay) Meomulleojwo (Please stay there a little longer) * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Oh baby ! You are MINE to keep now. I am never gonna let you go now. Never ever. I promise !

“What does that even mean? Why can’t you make it make sense to everyone else now?” Taking another huge sip of his drink he huffs. “Why does it have to? Maybe it’s better this way. Have you ever heard the saying, ‘the less you know the better?” “Yeah, and every time I’ve heard that saying, it has never been the case,” Abel scoffs. “Regardless, it’s the case right now.” Harken stops when his phone goes off, reaching in to grab it and see a message from Nate. I’m outside let’s go.