Michelle Zauner Father Novels & Stories

"Is something wrong?" "Today-It's my Father's Birthday. It's been a little rough with it being his first one gone."He leaned against the counter with a sigh."Usually we would be sipping beers together by now." I gave Zachary a sympathetic smile. "Michelle mentioned that your Father had passed,I'm sorry. You two must have been close?" "Close enough. He was strong my Dad, I thought he was resilient,like nothing could ever take him down."He swigged his beer and set it back down."How very wrong I was!"

It’s where her adoptive father lived. Z never hesitated to tell her all the miseries she had to endure, all the while filtering some information so that it would look like a coincidence. Michelle was a good audience. She laughed and booed at the right moment, cursing those who treated her like a vermin. When they touched the story where George died, Michelle hugged her tightly, caressing her back. Z couldn’t help but shed tears. And she’s not faking it. It felt so nice to have someone comfort her when the moment was not at all desirable. She had no one to confide with back then. She kept everything to herself.

After the events of the previous two days in the house, the main event that everyone had been anticipating for Zelle's birthday couldn't be discussed because it would be disrespectful to the deceased and those involved. But Zach couldn't help but feel cheated when he heard those comments from his father. His father told him that he would marry her, and he was the one who set the two up. But something happened a year ago that changed everything. 'What did Aaron do to persuade Father to change his mind? ’ "Whatever you say, Zelle's choice, it will just destroy your heart in the end," Zeppelin remarked, not looking at him.

I had stubbornly insisted on being with Zac, ignoring everything else. My father let out a cold laugh. “If I hadn’t seen the trending topics from a few days ago, I might’ve actually believed your nonsense.” I paused, startled, and glanced at him in surprise. “Since when does my dad, the workaholic, even pay attention to trending topics?” I thought to myself. He sat down with a serious look. “What’s the deal with Zac’s niece? Is she mentally ill or something?”

As a result, their desire for his love was piqued. Nevertheless, Zayn paid no attention to that and made his way to Miles. Miles took a few steps back in fear of him and slammed into the wall behind him. He swallowed a gulp of saliva and said with feigned toughness, “Hey, you, what are you trying to do? I’m warning you not to act recklessly. My father is the chairman of Everest Group, Kevan Morales!” Zayn paid no attention to Miles as he continued to walk towards him. He stared at Miles with an icy cold gaze when he reached Miles’ front and demanded, “Are you proud of yourself for bullying women?”

he replied looking at me waiting for an explanation. " Dad it's about Zach wanting to kill Maureen " I said tiredly. I don't have the strength to explain so I go straight to the point. My father's Expression was the one of confusion. " Zachary Mike ? " he asked confused. " Yes, Zach and I had been seeing each other for sometime. He ask me out and we have been to lunch and dinner once. I visited him this evening wanting to surprise him with my acceptance of agreeing to be his woman but when I get there I saw him strangling Maureen " I narrated to my father whose face shows great surprise.

“That still doesn't give you the right to talk to my wife as you wish, or to disrespect me anyhow. Besides, all those doesn't change the fact that I raised you.” Zach shook his head again, but this time it was to disagree with what he had said, not because he was pitying his father. “No father, that's not true. If there was anyone who raised me, it was Mom, always there by my side, even when she got sick and all you did was travel for work and sleep around with that one!” he said, pointing at Allyson. “Then Mom died and Mrs. Fletcher continued, and then I basically raised myself since I was thirteen. So, no father! You didn't goddamn raise anything.”

It goes straight to voicemail. I still haven't fully been able to wrap my head around everything Aaron told me. Learning that we no longer shared the same father, and we apparently never did, to begin with, felt like a missile launched in the middle of the desert, unexpected and unpredictable. And as if that wasn't enough, his biological father was none other than Raicán O'Sullivan, the former head of the Irish mafia who wanted Aaron to take his place, and what's worse is that my brother was actually considering joining the Irish mafia as their new leader.

We stopped in front of a tall figure with his back turned, speaking to a group of professors. "Zander," my father called. The man turned around. Our eyes met. And the world tilted. "Zander," my father said proudly, turning me to face him fully, "this is my daughter, Kiara. Kiara, this is Zander Creed, my longtime friend from college. We've kept in touch over the years by phone, but we haven't seen each other face-to-face in years. He's the CEO of Creed Industries and the chair of the new mentorship program."

I mutter, shaking my head in disappointment. Mike shrugs. "I know how you feel, London, but please, you need to understand that I didn't mean to hurt you in the process," "What are you talking about?" I ask, holding my breath. Mike knew he had just fucked up, but he didn't keep calm, he was ready to keep going. "Zane's family betrayed mine. They were cruel to my dad. They destroyed him. And do you know what the Vincenzos did to him at the end?" he demands striding towards me and staring deep into my eyes.