Penny For Your Thoughts Novels & Stories

"What is this penny nonsense? I will have to hire another accountant to do these calculations." "Oh, that won't be necessary. If you could just draft the paperwork with the phrase, 'payment in exponential increment' for the next thirty days, and then ask your accountant to pay me daily through this new owner of yours, that would be sufficient." "Hmm.. hold on a minute. A penny on the first day, twelve pennies make one shilling. So you will hardly make over five shillings by the end of the first week. That's less than the minimum wage of a worker. Are you sure?"

"This is absurd! Did she ever ask for my opinion before making these decisions?" As he was losing himself in his painful thoughts, he suddenly caught sight of a phone left beside the easel. It was an old phone I had left behind. When he saw it, Bruno grabbed it in desperation. He quickly entered his birthday when it asked for a passcode. Miraculously, the phone unlocked the next moment. When the screen lit up, a flash of relief appeared in Bruno's eyes. "Thank goodness she didn't change the password. So maybe she's just playing hard to get?" he muttered to himself.

"And Paula Ray's daughter, Sophie, you should have seen what she was wearing today. Her skirt didn't come halfway to her knees. And she used to be such a sweet little girl. I'm just glad you never let Paige wear anything like that. Pray for her." I kept from rolling my eyes through sheer force of will. "I'll do that. Thanks, Penny, but we need to get going, don't want to be too late." Penny said goodbye and 'nice to meet you' as she smiled a big, fake smile and backed away, looking back and forth between me and Sandy a couple of times before heading down one of the aisles with her basket. "So," Sandy leaned in towards me, "you reckon anyone's ever told her gossip's a sin?"

At the same time, she realized she was yet to have a permanent agreement with Samuel and his friends. "A penny for your thoughts?" She heard and raised her eyes to see Ryker looking at her. Shaking her head, she replied, "My thoughts are worth more than a penny." "Well then, I can make it two pennies." "I'll just pass." The two stared at themselves for a long time before Ryker reached for something on his table. Then he got up and walked towards her with a file. "I got Hayden to draw this up." He said, extending it towards her.

Jennie said but Lisa didn't focus on what the bunny said instead she was focused on the small waist of the bunny mesmerizing how her uniform slightly goes up showing a small view of the Bunny's milky skin. Lisa bites her lip because of that. Jennie noticed where Lisa was looking. She hit Lisa with the notebook she was holding. "Yah! Listen to me, pervert! " Jennie called and Lisa looked at Jennie directly in her eyes " Why? " Lisa asked " I'll pull that sinful eyes of yours! Stop looking at me like that! You pervert! " Jennie said " Can't you stop calling me a pervert? " Lisa said " Believe it or not you also enjoyed what happened that night! " Lisa scoffed

Something about the chaos of the sky is putting me at ease for a moment as I watch the lightning streak the sky and listen to the subtle thunder that's muffled by the diner's walls. It was as if mother nature was putting on a light show and the world was her audience, but I was that one person in the audience that paid closer attention while others might have been sleeping, or too distracted to notice her beautiful performance. "Penny for your thoughts," Ri says bringing my attention away from the sky. I let out a low laugh and turn my eyes away from the large window. "My thoughts cost more than a penny," I say and look down at the table. "I don't know where t

She will love him so much that it makes up for everything else. “Penny for your thoughts?” Owen asks her teasingly, whispering in to her ear. “Sorry, I can only part with them for a kiss.” She teases him back. “Well in that case, I shall give you three. I wouldn't want to short change you.” He grins and she giggles.

​The silence of the train car was absolute. The countdown to the end of the Architect had officially begun. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and for the first time in months, I didn't think about the past. I thought about the kill.

I ran a hand through my hair. We sat in silence for a moment. Then she reached out, her hand covering mine on the counter. The air between us felt heavy, and I could see the various emotions running through her eyes. I really didn't want her dwelling on it anymore. I'll make sure to handle it. I looked at our joined hands, then back at her face. “That'll be a dollar.” She frowned, looking distracted. “What?” “My thoughts. You said you'd pay.” I kept my expression serious. “A dollar per thought. I shared three thoughts with you. That's three dollars.”

I stared at the coin in my hand; it was large, unlike an actually penny , I realized it must have been some sort of a decorative piece or an heirloom as it was pure gold . I knew he looked sophisticated and rich but this mind of wealth ? No it was surreal . I cant believe my eyes. " It's a family heirloom." Jeremy Sanchez spoke confirming my thoughts . I raised my eyebrow in confusion; "Why are you giving this to me ?" I asked with a whisper . " Like I said , a penny for your tears . Tell me, what is bothering you ?" He asked again , as he reached over to wipe my tears. My face was covered with mud as i fell on the floor earlier .