Ma Am This Is A Wendys Novels & Stories

"Sure." Almost immediately, the waitress came back with Wendy's request. "Thanks." She smiled. Then proceed to remove the seeds from the lemon, then sprinkled salt over them. I was shocked when she bit into the lemon, not even grimacing. "Is that safe?" Russell asked, removing his arm from around me to lean forward so he could get a better look at Wendy's weird diet. 'As if you can't see perfectly well from where you are sitting.' "Yeah, I read somewhere that it helps aid digestion and fight acid reflux."

“Oh. Maybe it’s just a prank or something. Anyway, she said ‘Hey Zandrew, I’m Wendy as you can tell by the username. I know you can do things, I can too. Please reply asap. I have a lot to explain to you…’” “Wait, what? How does she know stuff about me? I don’t even know her!” “This is crazy. Maybe she can help you. You should definitely reply.” “Oh, uhm maybe say How do you know about this? And maybe ask how do you know my name, f******k, etc?” Type, type, type, type, send. “Okay, she replies real fast huh.” Amy said, “She said, ‘I can explain. Please confirm that this is Zandrew Abe and please confirm that you also have a sister who has a boyfriend that got beaten up by you so I can be sur

“Let’s get up then.” “Nope.” “Wendy.” She shook her head, burying her face in my chest. I sighed. “We can’t stay here all day.” “Why not?” She had a point. --- We ended up at some small diner down the street. A kind of old restaurant with sticky tables and old music playing from an old speaker. Wendy entered into the booth first, and I sat across from her. She picked up the menu, her eyes were scanning it. “Pancakes,” she said. “With extra syrup.”

MADDIE POV I see Mama frown a bit at my last comment. She doesn’t like that I spend my birthday night with male company, but she doesn’t voice it either. I’m a fully grown adult and make my own choices regarding my body. I see Daddy nod in understanding, but he also sniffs me subtly; his eyes turning silver for a second. Damn, he’s too observant for his own good. “Hi, Madison. Patty and Stanley said you’d be stopping in for your birthday breakfast. Happy Birthday. What can I get started for you today?” The newest waitress, Aimee asks, effectively distracting Daddy from examining my scent further.

Mamaw basically raised her. “Hey Marleen,” I said. Amy’s face was the color of a tomato, I just smiled smugly. “Andy kissing a girl,” she cackles, “never thought I would see the day.” I laugh lightly. “Marleen, can you go collect Agatha and Becca? Mamaw needs the four of us.” She nods and disappears towards the house. Turning back to amy I peck a small kiss on her forehead, then her nose and lastly her lips.

“Right. I can just call her.” Amy pulled out her phone from her purse and dialed Wendy’s number. After three or four rings, the call connected, and she could hear loud movie sound effects in the background. “Wendy, where are you? Aiden and I are already at the cinema,” Amy asked. “I’m already watching an animated movie with the kids. Aiden might not enjoy this type of film, so we didn’t wait for you. You and Aiden can watch another movie. I’ll send you the QR code for the tickets,” Wendy responded.

"Are you for real? I don't think we should consider using such endearment because we're not in love in the true sense of—" "And yet we're married," he immediately cut her off. "Don't forget that you are my wife now." He stressed while brushing his ring finger, displaying their wedding band. Wife my ass! The small voice at the back of her head shrieked. She pressed her lips together and reminded herself not to yell at him. Shame on her twisted ride of emotions. One moment she's calm and relaxed, the next minute she's all out for animosity. Must she blame it on the hormones? Normalize blaming everything on your hormones. Her subconscious glared at her and cocked a brow. Bitch.

I managed to reply, trying to sound composed. "Oh, honey, I know you must be devastated. Do you want me to come over? I'm with your Aunt Amanda right now," she offered, her voice filled with sympathy. "No... I... You're with Aunt Amanda? At your place?" I interrupted, my mind racing with possibilities. "Yes, I am," she confirmed, her voice slightly shaky. "Ma, I'm coming over right now," I declared, ending the call abruptly. "Sam, take me to Ma’s place immediately," I instructed, urgency in my tone. He nodded and swiftly adjusted the steering wheel, heading towards our destination without delay.

Larissa successfully unlocked Wendy's phone and she asked, "See what?" Wendy looked at Larissa like she was looking at an idiot. She bit out the words. "Whats. App!" "Oh." Larissa calmly opened the app. Because she worked and lived in Westonia long-term, Wendy rarely contacted people with her WhatsApp as the Aldovians use other apps to communicate. Larissa knew most of the people on Wendy's contact list. The topmost chat's contact's name had a pig emoji on it. The profile picture was a scenery picture that no one knew came from where. Larissa had never seen it, but she guessed that this must be Edmund Rogers.

Nice Amy ,real smooth. " So what can I get you beautiful ladies?" He smirked " a double cheeseburger and fries with your finest smoothie" I said " same" Amaya said, " coming right up" he said and walked to get our orders. I raised my eyebrows at Amaya " the best needs the best?" I asked, she scoffed " as if you can do better?" I rolled my eyes at her.