Question Behind The Question Novels & Stories

“What’s going on here?” His eyes burned with questions I had no answers for.

But the question was “Who was the main culprit?”

“Let’s go. We have a lot of questions that they will be answering.” ©COPYRIGHT 2025/T.MURPHY. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

There it was. The million dollar question.

he said. She was quiet for a moment. "Because direct asking requires the courage of direct receiving," she said. "If you ask someone what they see, you must be prepared to receive what they actually see. Not the correct answer — the true one. The mathematician's dilemma: the question that has an exact answer is easy to ask. The question that might have many true answers, or might reveal something you were not prepared to know, is harder." He thought about this. He thought about the question in the field and the attending it had produced in Adrian and through Adrian to him and through him to the library and the chain. He thought about the question asked directly versus the question practiced

Anyone asking too many questions. Including me.

He opens the green notebook. He has, as promised, fourteen questions. He asks them in the order he has written them not mechanically, with the specific attention of someone who has thought about the sequence and arranged it to build understanding progressively. Irina answers each one fully, without shortening, without performing patience. She treats the questions with the respect that good questions deserve from someone who has been waiting to answer them for a very long time. At question seven he asks: "Did you love him?" The table goes slightly quiet.

The mystery of my past and I suddenly realise what my question is. It may not be the one that will give me all the answers, but I believe it’s the right one… “H-how do…” ‘What are you about to ask?!’ The voice hisses. Can’t she hear my thoughts? I try to close my mind off, hoping I’m doing the right thing. “You have your question… just remember every truth comes at a price.” I nod slowly, determined that my question is the right one.

Who was the one behind everything? There were many questions but no answers to them. ********************

There was only one question in my mind Why?