Laugh Of The Day Novels & Stories

Aubrey rolled his eyes but laughed along, grateful that money couldn’t buy these moments—the kind of ordinary, ridiculous joy that reminded them all of who they were. Even Mother, battling depression, found that laughter sometimes returned to her like an old friend she thought she had lost. One morning, she walked into the living room where her children were bickering loudly about who was the “favorite.” Without missing a beat, she cleared her throat and said, “It’s obviously me. I’m my own favorite.” The room exploded in laughter, the heaviness of years lifting just for that moment.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-SEVEN Various POVs Ocean Storm laughs for the first time on a Tuesday morning in February. Not a full laugh. Not yet. It’s the preliminary version... that bright burst of air and delight babies make before they’ve developed the full machinery of laughter. It lasts maybe two seconds and then disappears, like he’s still figuring out what this sound is for. I’m the one who causes it.

One morning, as sunlight spilled through the window and Abby was folding Lia's clothes, Lia let out a sound, something between a laugh and a squeak. “That was a giggle,” Abby said, pausing mid-fold. “I swear it was.” I heard footsteps coming from the opposite room, which is our bedroom. Dante rushed in, toothbrush still in his mouth. “Did she laugh? I missed it?” “She did,” I said, grinning to tease him. “And she’s going to do it again, because she loves an audience.” We tried everything to make her laugh again, making funny faces and silly noises. Chen did a little dance routine that made us both laugh harder than Lia. She finally giggled again when my husband accidentally sneezed loudly an

One sunrise, one laugh, one ordinary, extraordinary day at a time. Forever.

Laughing? No fucking way!

"I can eat it all, Angel... so don't worry." "Oh, okay." Angel smiled slightly, then ordered two coffees and snacks for them before choosing to sit near the glass. "It turns out you are more beautiful when seen in the daytime," said Javk with a smile that couldn't leave his lips. "Ah, that's not true," Angel seemed to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear with a slight bow, "I'm not that beautiful." Angel raised his gaze again when he didn't get an answer from the man in front of him. "Um... sorry because I didn't have time to say thank you at that time."

They both laugh humorously. * * * * *

If you're really a Ford, I'll let you use my head as a soccer ball. The room burst into laughter. Mia's face darkened. Her voice turned cold. "Logan, enough. Keep this up and I'm really breaking up with you." My consciousness started fading. My limbs turned cold. Darkness crept into my vision. With difficulty, I turned toward a blurry figure near the doorway. Using the last of my strength, I forced out: "Help... me..." Aaron burst out laughing. "Who's going to save you? Your fans?" The crowd laughed as they shoved me back into the liquor again.

We looked at each other and laughed loudly. This is crazy!!! This is the best ending of the day.

The Day Lily Learned Peanut Could Laugh It happened completely by accident. God. Which seemed unfair. Fair. Because Lily had been trying to make Peanut laugh for weeks. Reasonable honestly. Weeks. Actual weeks. God. She had danced. Fair. Sung songs. Reasonable. Made ridiculous faces. God. Invented entire performances. Fair. Nothing worked. Reasonable. At best, Peanut smiled. God. Which was nice. Fair. But Lily wanted more. Reasonable. She wanted a laugh.