One Rental At A Time Novels & Stories

They had heard what happened, and they were waiting for my final word. I stepped forward, my voice steady. “Cara will stay,” I said. A murmur ran through the crowd. Vanessa’s face twisted in frustration, and my mother’s expression darkened slightly. “But,” I continued, “only until she gives birth.” The room fell silent. “When the child turns a year old,” I added coldly, “Cara will leave this pack. She will have no place here after that. Someone else will take care of the child.” A gasp echoed through the room.

“You’ve exceeded the time limit on your rental. We need the car returned immediately.” “Listen.” I began, trying to stay calm, “I was in an accident. I should’ve informed you sooner. I know. But I—” The woman didn’t let me finish. “We require full payment for the extended time. It’s company policy.” Great. Just what I needed. I hung up and looked around. Mirabelle was still sitting in her car in the parking lot, her engine idling. I rushed over to her, knocking on her window before she could drive off. “Mirabelle! Please, I need a favor.”

discount, putting the rent just within my budget. The owner, a girl named Maeve, seemed to be overseas. We could only talk over a staticky phone line. She explained it was a two-bedroom, which meant sharing. I didn’t care. I needed out of that hotel, fast. “A roommate? I’m fine with that. Is it you I’d be sharing with?” Maeve’s voice cut in and out through the static. “...owner… living there? Yes… If that’s… okay… you should sign the lease soon.”

Margaret asked innocently. "You need to pay a deposit when renting a house, but you've never paid anything during your three years here. Now, I want to take this house back. I'll charge you a deposit of one month's rent for every year you stayed, which makes a total of ten thousand bucks. Is that amount not lenient enough for you?" the young man named Barry Fabelman replied arrogantly.

"What are you looking for-- one bedroom, two?" "One." "We only have one-bedroom suites available." I nodded. "Yes ma'am, that's fine." "It will be four seventy for the night." "Okay. Can I get that for the week?" She nodded. "Do you have an account with us?" I shook my head. "Extended stay? It will be twenty eight-twenty; we're running a deal this week. I'll need a credit card for incidentals. How many keys will you need?" "One," I said, passing her my credit card.

I feel like I'm getting weak and can fall from where I stand at what he did. "Why not? I don't like queuing and I hate too crowded places." He just shrugged. "Then I hope we don't go! Oh crap, I don't want to ask how much you rented this and I might just pass out!" I said while I'm shaking my head. "I just rented it for six hours though. Do you want me to rent it for the whole day?" I just scratched my head at what he said. "First of all you shouldn't have rented this mall. What kind of reason is that! You're just... Argh! Worse!" I just let out an air from my mouth.

“I’ve been thinking. That photograph of Sandra and my mum. You should have the original. I have a copy. It should be with you.” He’d written back, “are you sure.” She’d written, “yes. Completely. Come and get it whenever you’re ready. No rush. I’m not going anywhere.” And below that, a second message from Isla. “Also the coffee shop. I’ve thought about it. You can tell one person. But only one.” Zara looked at the screen. Then at him. “Just one,” he said. “Just one,” she agreed. She leaned her head on his shoulder.

He smiled and didn't push it. He took a sip, then picked up the document I'd left on the table. My rental agreement. "Give that back!" I lunged for it. His arm was longer. He held it out of reach. Brode scanned two pages and let out a scoff. "One-year lease. Three thousand a month. First and last plus deposit." He read it out loud, contempt in his voice. "Ben really went easy on you. This location, this price, it's practically free."

edu immediately to discuss options. Vanessa read it twice, then she looked at the date once more. Tuesday. Three days. She turned on her laptop and looked up rental ads. Studio flats by campus were going for eighteen hundred a month. Sublets needed 1st month, last month & security deposit. Her severance from Elizabeth would pay for it, but barely. And most places wanted a six-month lease minimum. She shut the laptop and brought her fingers to her temples.

Eileen stood silently to the side, observing them as if watching a play. "No." Her chin jutted out. "Not leaving." "Well, I'd say you've got two choices. Share it with me or leave. What's your preference?" "If you decide to share," Eileen told them, "I'll give you each a fifty percent discount on the rental charges." "See there? A benefit already." He sighed. "Look. This isn't any more appealing to me than it is to you, but I'm not about to start looking for someplace else. We're adults. We can figure out how to stay out of each other's way."