Many A True Word Is Spoken In Jest Romane & Geschichten

“What are you, blind, you idiot?” Daniel laughs and shrugs. “It was a turn of phrase! Hyperbole!” “Oh gross, are you and Fay going to use big words all the time?” Janeen asks, turning to sneer at him. Jerome laughs again and Daniel just narrows his eyes at her, but he can’t help his smile.

Most of what I say is a joke. “I think you will find it is more like one hundred per cent. I am yet to hear something true and not a joke or sarcasm come out of your mouth Marcus.” She is smiling, yet I sense she means that. Have I said anything true today, or was it all jokes? Maybe I have not. Well, now is the time to prove her wrong. “Now, that is a lie, Alena, I can speak the truth. Are you ready for me too?” Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her to me, dancing slowly. I smile at her. She is considering something clearly.

Cal growled to express his annoyance at Jaxon’s jest. “Hilarious. I hope your mate gives you a run for your money.” These could fight words if they weren’t said between close friends. Someone could have construed it to be a curse or a jest. Not magical, but a curse, nonetheless. “It won’t help her confidence if you wrap her in bubble wrap and hide her like a prized mushroom.” “What is with you and the weird, obscure sayings? It’s becoming painful because I have to think about what you’re talking about and it’s annoying.”

“…Yeah.” At the time, we both thought it was just another joke. Neither of us knew how much truth was hiding inside those three words.

The real one, the brief unguarded sound of someone caught off guard by something genuinely funny, the laugh that only happened when you had stopped monitoring yourself for long enough to be surprised. I had heard it four times. I had been counting. "Yes," I said. The word landed simply. Without qualifications or the usual internal notation of what was complicated about it. Not: yes, within the structure of this situation, given the contract and the timeline and the various things that would need to be navigated. Just: yes. The word in its plainest form, meaning exactly one thing, applied exactly. Nate looked back at his drink. The smile did not go anywhere.

The group leaned in. “Nice belt.” Groans and laughter rose like steam. Katherine covered her face with her sleeve, shaking her head. “You really haven’t changed.” “I regret nothing,” Kingsley grinned. Then Carolina spoke up. “Okay, I have one. What word is spelled incorrectly in every dictionary?” The circle quieted. She giggled. “The word ‘incorrectly.’” “OHHH!” Devon clapped dramatically. “You menace!” More laughter. A guy in a tie-dye poncho stood up and announced, “Okay, I’m just gonna freestyle a riddle, like off the dome.”

What do you think she would say? In Shakespeare's play The Merchant of Venice, the character Launcelot is reported to have said, "but at the end, the truth will out." [Citation needed] It would be incumbent upon me to devise a strategy for keeping the full scope of my immorality hidden from her in some fashion. Now, precisely how would I go about achieving that goal?

"I thought you were joking." "I’m a man of my words, Val." "Will this interrupt your practice for the playoffs?" "It's just a playoffs nothing special. Besides, I’m best at it." I scoffed. "Cocky much?" "I’m not being cocky, I’m just stating facts." I rolled my eyes. "Whatever you say Williams but make sure to keep your words. I hate when people broke their promises." "As I said, I am a man of my words." "Now that you mention, I trust you, Williams."

It was cute how much he loved to see her work, being that he had no artistic hobbies of his own, besides cooking if you wanted to count that. “What are you making?” Alice asked. “Chocolate fudge sauce,” Jamie said. “Oh, let me try, please,” Joseph asked, eyes sparkling. He had such a sweet tooth. Jamie took the spoon and fed Joseph some of the sauce. “Oh my, that is the best thing I’ve ever had in my mouth,” Joseph sighed. “And I’m not just saying that to suck your dick.” “Huh?” Jamie frowned. “It’s a saying,” Joseph explained. “It’s really not,” Alice laughed. “The saying is ‘I’m not just saying that to blow smoke up your arse.’”

He even pretended to act serious before saying, "I've never said things that I did not mean. I can even pack a punch on a single word, that's one of my best talents." "Oh yeah?" she challenged him by hitting him with her elbows. "You mean to say that you only say the truth, and all you can give to me were praises and nice words, huh?" "Precisely." "Come on, that's not possible!" Lyra whined. "I could get you to say very mean things. He blinked at least six times while keeping the words to himself before he finally failed to shut up. "I mean, should I?" he asked. "Are you into that?"