روايات وقصص ضمن Namesake

“It’s still new. Not big yet, but it’s growing.” “Since when?” Gevan asked quietly. “The past few months,” Sheena answered. “I just didn’t talk much about it.” Gevan swallowed. “What’s the company called?” “GHANA GROUP,” Sheena replied calmly. Gevan fell silent for a few seconds. “That name…” “It’s taken from Ghani’s name,” Sheena cut in. “I want something that I truly build on my own.” Gevan nodded slowly. “Then… where do I fit in?”

Finally. Named.

He spoke slowly in a calming and steady manner. "Did you just arrive here?" he asked. I nodded. He didn't ask any follow-up questions after that. Once I was done treating my wound, he handed me his business card and said, "You can contact me if you run into any issues." His name was Ivan Milazzo. There was just a telephone number written under his name—but no company name, no address, or anything of the sort. I took the card from him, thanked him, and didn't think that we'd meet again.

He frowned, deep in thought, “Ah, I know, how long have you known Sin?” I frowned, “I am not going to talk to you about Sin, it’s weird, but I will answer your question. I have known him a little longer than I have known you.” “Fair enough, I don't really want to hear about him. What is your question?” “What is your full name?” “La…Samuel Sin.” “Bullshit… there is no way your last name is Sin’s name.” What was he about to say? Is his name even Samuel?

Trisha watched James mess around with things. “I know that one of these names is meant to mean something. I just can’t remember where I heard the name before. Keith, can you run this name and tell me what comes from the search?” “What name’s that?” She asked as Keith took the identification card in it’s plastic protective bag. “Henry Gingham. I swear I should know that name, but I can’t place where I heard it or when.” James just couldn’t pinpoint why the name was familiar.

Shmue almost named me squirrel when he noticed Dum glaring at him, so he asked me my name instead. "My name is Nisha Ebony Damore Sir," I said as I introduced myself. Shmue seemed amazed when he heard my name, which made me a little uneasy. "Your entire name means Night, Ms. Damore, it's a fantastic name you have the first time I hear someone's entire name signifies one thing" Shmue commented how beautiful my name is. I was taken aback because this was the second time someone had noticed what my name meant, but I quickly concealed my astonishment and simply smiled at him, "Yes and thank you sir."

I ask, doing my best at trying to pronounce his name right. “It's Samoan. My mother named me after her brother, who is a priest in the islands. I think she was hoping that by naming me after her brother, I'd turn out decent. Unfortunately, for her, I'm nothing like my uncle.” He chuckles and shrugs his shoulder, clearly unapologetic for how he chooses to live his life. “People tend to call me Sanz, and I think it suits me better.” “Sanz... I like it. People usually call me Nessa.”

Everyone around the room was eagerly waiting to know Akshara’s name. Ruko urged Nail to speed up her conversation, “Quick… complete your words, Nail” Nail revealed, “Axe” The word AXE was echoed around the room and Akshara talked to herself, “Axe! Is that my name… why did I name after the tool?” Nail paused for a while and continued her translation of bird’s language, “Wait, they are telling the short form of your name… you are Akshara on the whole, they say.”

The two other policemen with him stand behind him and force their hands straight as though they are under a parade. “Jane, Jane Atwood” I say. I don’t know the surname to tell him and since he has a weird name, it’s not so bad that I give him an even weirder one. Atwood is the name of one of the Sentinels in my pack then. That is the weirdest name I could think about. “Okay”’ he says and opens his arms as though I haven’t answered him completely. Wait! Is he waiting for my middle name as well?