Mary Haise Novels & Stories

Aubrey swiftly departed, leaving Evan in a state of turmoil. Unbeknownst to them, Mrs. Jane, Evan's mother, had witnessed the entire encounter from outside the kitchen. She knew her son never accepted Aubrey as his wife, and she was filled with apprehension that this audacious girl might seduce him away. Mrs. Jane instinctively reached for her mobile phone and dialed Cassie's number.

Dominic said as he pointed around, “Homer, I need this kitchen squeaky clean as soon Winston is done with here.” He walked out of the kitchen, and I stood there, puzzled. I looked at this lady pouring things into a bowl, whisking them, and then running to another end of the kitchen to pick something else, then back to her gigantic bowl. “Hey, I am Harper Holmes.” I cleared my throat and tried to start a conversation “So, he also gets your name wrong.” she laughed “I am Ari Wilson.” So, I wasn’t the only one that had to deal with him calling me another name.

MARIA'S POV. It was a bright morning, the sun shining at its peak, casting a beautiful glow through the hospital glass, my hips swinging left and right as I walked through the hospital halls. The male doctors and some patients' mouths fell open as I passed them, they whispered among themselves. “Isn't that Maria Maria?” They asked each other. Yes, I am Maria Maria, I changed my last name, there was no need to carry on my last name after they chased me out of the company.

Someone patted Linda Park on the shoulder: "Hey, you're going to be hot this time, your assistant turned out to be Rachel West." "Who? Rachel West? Who is Rachel West?" " Rachel West, you don't know, she is Mr. Smith's ex-wife, but it is said that his ex-wife died five years ago, and I don't know if they are wrong and think your assistant is Rachel West. " "Haha" Linda Park said with a smirk, "That's it, they must have read it wrong. If that ugly bastard is Mr. Smith's ex-wife, then I'm still Mrs. Smith's current boss, really."

Leah Sullivan had never wanted to slap someone so bad! She sat in one of the two black leather armchairs across from her father’s large mahogany desk, and stared at her father, King Marcus. The only outward sign that she was anything other than the calm, unaffected facade she presented was a slightly raised eyebrow.

“Liam is fine, so don’t worry.” I nodded, holding him tightly. “Thank you,” “You are welcome,” He replied with a smile, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead. ******* “Thank God Marlene is fine,” I said, as Jayce and I went inside his house. “But she is still bedridden... it’s so sad, right? I mean how…,”

Sean said gently, concerned when he saw how pale Alyssa looked. Alyssa frowned, looking troubled. Instead of responding to Sean's suggestion, she said, "Sean, there's someone I'd like you to look into." Sean responded immediately, "Of course. Tell me more." "20 years ago, a woman named Mildred Hayes worked as a helper at Seaview Manor, caring for Grandpa Newton. Her mother's last name is Rollins, and she still lives in Solana City." The grievance in her expression disappeared, replaced by her usual calm and composed demeanor. She continued, "This woman was killed by Justin 20 years ago, but the exact circumstances and cause of her death remain unclear. We need to uncover the full story."

I was looking at the advisors that will be available to share your common interest in your research. “First, we have Prof. Mauve Smith. She is interested in the oceanography of the past and how it can relate to the future condition of the ocean. Her best student is Azalea Johnson but she is known for Azalea MacWatters.” The coordinator said as she was introducing the faculty.

All we wanted was to be Jacob and Sadie and be free. I found a woman by the name of Doctor Riley Kim. She is a well-known Psychiatrist here in Baker with a hell of a reputation. She is also very expensive and hard to see. I got an appointment for Sadie and me two weeks after Sadie turns eighteen. We hoped she would work with us once we told her our situation. We needed her to see Sadie as a mentally healthy woman. We needed her to see how wrong Sadies reports were. The only thing we worried about was how the doctor could get ahold of Sadies records without giving our location away. It wasn't going to be easy, but we had to try something.

Hendrix himself was nearly dead with laughter as he recited that crazy night. Just as we were catching our breath, me wiping my tears, a lady walked through, wearing a large blazer and heels. She looked awkward as she swept her eyes over us then Blue and Hendrix. “Sorry I am late,” came her low voice, having me realize she was Hendrix’s wife. The laughter died away as she sat, a nearly awkward silence falling over. Hendrix pushed his chair back and stood up, glass in hand. “I just want to thank you all for the party. I appreciate you all being here.”