Ruby Da Cherry Age Novels & Stories

"You're not too old for anything. We value your presence and would love to spend time with you. Please don't feel like you're intruding." Cherry's eyes welled up with tears, and she looked down for a moment, her emotions threatening to overcome her. She took a deep breath and looked up, her voice trembling slightly. "You don't understand," Cherry said, her voice filled with vulnerability. "I'm twenty-nine years old, and you two are young, vibrant individuals just starting your lives. It would be strange for me to be hanging out with people so much younger than me."

I winked and she nodded. Cherry and I got close almost immediately we met. She was an easy-going, innocent and outrageously smart teenager, who looked like her bombshell of a mother. She had her father's green eyes and her mother's reddish brown hair. She was extremely shy around strangers and boys but that didn't stop her internal goodness from radiating. It shined through everytime even without her speaking. Mark and Diana wouldn't stop rubbing it in people's faces that they raised a well adjusted child with exceptional manners. Looking at Cherry, I couldn't fault them for their pride.

“He doesn't dislike me… and yes, I know that he knows I'm fucking her. Sex is sex. As long as I don't propose or get her pregnant, he doesn't care.” “He should. She's like ancient. She's twenty-eight, Ro-ro. That's so old. You're too young for that. What's a twenty-four-year-old doing with someone that old?” He laughed again, placing a hand over his chest. “Sometimes I forget you can be funny.” “I'm insulted. I'm always funny.” I had had enough of their little banter and cleared my throat. They both turned at the same time. Cherry took a bite from her burrito.

In past years, someone would have started clapping by now. But this year, no one did. Polly Malfoy, a newcomer who had joined three months ago, was the first to lift her head. She said, "Mr. Bassett, I heard that at Midea Tech's annual meeting, everyone got two big boxes of cherries." The room fell abruptly silent. I frowned. "What did you just say?" "Cherries," she repeated, tracing a small circle on the tabletop. "Imported ones. "One box costs seventy or eighty dollars. Two boxes are 160 dollars—and that doesn't even include the extra two months' salary they give."

CARLA "Mommy, will I have a mate when I grow up?" My head snapped up to look at beautiful grey eyes which mirrored mine. Not only that. Almost all her features were similar to mine, just in a smaller version. She was Cherry Houston, my beloved daughter. "Yes, honey. Goddess will send one to you." I answered, giving her the warmest smile. She was almost four and on the stage of having a lot of curiosity about everything. This made me prepare myself for her next question.

He grimaced. "Oh, marriage again." I murmured without thinking, this was going to be Derrick's sixth wife in his entire life. Grayson's mother had been the second wife it didn't even last for atleast five years. "Don't be like that Raina, Cherry is different. You know Cherry Macaalay the Filipino actress, you must know her." He gave a lopsided smile and I didn't want to rain on his parade. I definitely knew her if he was talking about the Cherry Macaalay who had a graceful body and warm brown eyes but most of all was way younger than Derrick Collins. She had often been on the front cover for vogue and other online magazines. She was definitely one for the spotlight.

Then it comes to the youngest and also the smallest cast member in the studio. “Hello~…I am the cutie pie from~Fruit BOMB!!…im the youngest member and also the one incharge of being cute~ the loveliest fruit of all~..Cherry, Cherry~ Ko Chery~…”. (Ko Cherry) “.……Oh, Okay….I am Mies Sai…a rather normal man…nice to meet you..Miss Ko Cherry…”.

Despite her corny perfume and predatory smile, her beauty was undeniable. “It’s been so long.” She extended a perfectly manicured hand. Rayn looked confused. She chuckled awkwardly, “Presley Knight. We’ve met a few times at galas for the animal foundation. I’m Cherry’s mom.” My lips pursed as she raked Ryan up and down with shameless appreciation. “Nice to see you again.”

“It’s getting better, Cherry. It was hard at first, but I’m getting out there again. I’ve actually started dating again.” “That’s good. It’s good you’re getting back out there. Lord knows I wouldn’t know what to do if I were in your shoes.” “It was hard. It is hard, but Kadeer has eased the pain a little,” I said with a slight smile. “Kadeer? Is that your new beau? Tais-toi!” Cherry slapped her knee, telling me to “shut up” in French. Cherry was of Creole descent “Yeah.” I blushed. “We’ve been doing a little something. I don’t know where it’s going, but I like the direction it’s heading in.”

After a moment of waiting, Cherry arrived wearing a flowery high waist short, flowery blouse, and flowery sandals, and even if Christmas is near still her outfit is for summer. “Hi!” She greeted me and went near me and kissed my cheek as a part of her greeting. “I know you are Lady because I can still remember you,” She said and she sits in front of me and takes one from my fun shot and eats it, and laughs. “This is my second time purchasing your product because I love the first red lipstick that I purchased from you… it is so very long-lasting…It is a super stay lipstick. I already ate and the lipstick is still there, I already toothbrush it is still there and I already sleep and when I wok