Left Behind Novels & Stories

It took him a while to finally murmur, "She's starting over. That's good." Annie smiled. "I think so too." Then, she left gracefully, leaving Julian alone. The air was thick with swirling smoke. If loneliness had a scent, this would probably be it. … Spring was gone, and summer came. It was the beginning of May, and Julian needed to make a trip to Yarrowmere. Before he left, he returned to the Ziegler residence. He offered a prayer to Dominic and shared a meal with Liam and Melanie. People had left the Ziegler residence in one way or another, and the place felt colder and more desolate.

Because deep in my interior I already knew before Kai continued: “The child behind the last door has not been lost.” The darkness in the room was slowly moving. Like water. Like memory. Kai hardly whispered: “It was left behind.”

The tires rolled over the damp stone road, carrying his hoarse voice away from me. "Vivian!" I did not look back. A heart that has already died once cannot be frightened awake by blood that arrives too late.

"Wait there. Kelly and I are going ahead to buy a bag first, then I'll come back for you." Before I could tell him that I was here to return these items, he had already stepped on the accelerator and zoomed off. As they were about to disappear from sight, Kelly stuck her head out the window to wave back at me, her lips stretched in a smug smile. I dumped the box at Zachary's front door before leaving. All the while, my mind buzzed with thoughts on how I could earn money. I had no intention of asking for the 300 dollars back. I would simply take it as paying him back for the meals he had treated me to before.