Mildred Montag Quotes Novels & Stories

"Okay? I am not one of your girls?" Mildred's jaw dropped at where the conversation has led to. "And is that why you decided to poison me in my own house?" I vociferated. She got off her seat sharply, the fire in her eyes bold and cruel. "You are crazy, you little dick!" It was my turn to rise from my seat despite the aches in my head. "Watch your mouth" I warned, my fingers pointed towards her soft pink lips. "I am not a little dick. I am a big guy down there, ask my girls"

"Mildred, aren't you afraid of me? Why have you come out here alone? Damn it! This is not what I intended to say, but I can't seem to voice the right words." Mildred chuckled lightly, and my eyes caught the goosebumps that had blanketed her skin. She was cold, but I knew her; she was too strong-headed to heed any advice from me. "When have I ever feared you? All you do is paint yourself as a monster." "Because I am a monster," I retorted.

"Please." Mildred gazed at the towering young men, feeling a bit intimidated. Nevertheless, she resisted and said, "I won't leave until I don't see Paige today. Where's my granddaughter? Why hasn't she come to see me? I suspect you've detained her. Otherwise, why hasn't my granddaughter appeared all this time? Are you mocking the Quirks? Let me tell you, release my granddaughter immediately. Let her come to see me. I'll only leave once I see my granddaughter safe and sound. Otherwise, I won't leave." The housekeeper observed Mildred. Should he call her foolish or cunning?

Tonight had been lacking any fight action and should have been boring hadn't it been for Mildred. "Why are you suddenly quiet?", Mildred asked, observing he was thinking about something. "Yeah, a thought just crossed my mind", Lucas said. "Is it a good thought or a bad thought?", Mildred asked. "It's not a good thought or a bad thought, it's neither of those", Lucas said. "Okay, so can I ask what it is about?", Mildred said. "Sure. I just thought about how tonight with no action would have been boring without your company. It was good you came along with us", Lucas revealed.

One text from Mildred, sent early that morning, read: “You’re not taking my calls, Tony. Yesterday was fun, and I miss you so much already. I haven’t seen you today, and that’s probably why my day is so bad.” I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Oh, Mildred. You’re in love, huh?” Seeing as Tony hadn’t bothered to respond or call her back, I seized the opportunity. I typed a reply from his phone, “I love you too, baby. I’m quite busy at home today. Why don’t you come and visit me?

Her blue eyes glinted as she watched Mildred demonstrating something too funny to make her bend over with laughter. "I thought I had seen all his work, she asked with mirthless laughter. "No, you haven't seen him walk with a stick up his ass," I heard Mildred laugh. She stood up obviously to demonstrate what she meant. It dawned on me that they were talking about me. At least it made her laugh. "And who might that be that walks like that, Mildred.?" I asked. I watched her smile disappear quickly; I regretted interrupting them. Mildred stood up to acknowledge me. She still had a smile on her face.

“I actually had to sneak out today just to be here. He doesn’t want to let me out of his sight! Crazy, right?” I shook my head with a slight laugh. “Obsessive, huh?” Mildred pouted playfully. “Aww, just admit it—you don’t want me to leave because you’ll miss me.” I rolled my eyes. “Of course I’ll miss you. You’re the only friend I have here. But seriously, I’m just being honest. Don’t build your life around someone else.” “Hmm…” She clung to my arm. “Fine! I won’t leave. Just for you.”

Mildred looked me up and down before puffing an enormous amount of wind past her thin lips. “Your presence has been requested by himself,” she said with a pout. “You have made an impression; although ‘tis jargogle how you managed; what with all the chores you are supposed to be keeping up with!” “Truly, I know not,” I replied with horror.

“First off, you don't have to worry about me quitting this job. I'm far too old to go stand in the unemployment line to try to get some other job. Plus, I love it here. There's nobody in the world I'd rather take care of than Maggie. Besides, I'm just giving you a hard time about your cooking, Wyatt. I'm sure the French toast is great. Little Ms. Maggie here is kind of a picky eater anyway. She's rather tough to please. Aren't you, honey?” Maggie giggled and her cheeks turned a bit red. “A little.” “I personally prefer my French toast with a little char on top,” Mildred said, grabbing a few pieces for herself and placing them on a plate. “It gives it that extra flair that normal French toast

I also didn't hear what Mildred said to me. "What did you say again?" I asked her. “Why are you stunned? I've been talking here ,"she replied. I can't stop myself from telling her how I feel.I don't know if I'm feeling right. "Of course I am a mother and the mother cannot bear to leave her child,"Mildred said.