Salad Days Novels & Stories

“And for you, let me guess; ham and egg, no potato, extra cheese?” “Do you want a second guess?” she responded slyly. Lucas shook his head with his cheeks full like a chipmunk. “Well, I like to change things up a bit sometimes. I got sausage, egg, and ham, light potato and extra cheese.” She took a rather large bite. “That was going to be my second guess.” he said with his mouth still half full. “Eat faster though, we need to get going.” “Why are you in such a rush? We’re not even meeting Oliver ‘till 10:00. We have all morning. Enjoy your food.”

Chapter Nine Day Three Thursday. The next day, Bisola woke up reluctantly to the jingling of the alarm beside her. Bisola opened her eyes first, and then she rubbed her with her backhand, last night was too awesome for her, she and Tolani her friend scout every clothing store in the city, they are not necessarily buying everything, but they just wish to share more time together, both understand that, they might not have the time to share together like this in the future.

There is a salad with cucumbers, tomatoes and white onion with fish sauce. Coffee is ready for us because we have coffee in the morning. I sat in the chair next to Mommy and spooned fried rice, sunny side up and longganisa. I put some salad in a small bowl and set it aside on my plate. "If you're in a hurry, hija, then go ahead and eat." Mommy said to me. On Saturdays like this, Daddy and Mommy stay at the dining table for a long time because they are also talking about things there, so on Saturdays we don't have a housekeeper because they want us to be free to move around the house for two days.

Everyone dressed like they were starring in a holiday ad. It was a six-seat table, but somehow, it felt like there was no room for a sixth. Bitterness hit hard, and I hated myself for it. They didn't know I was gone. Didn't blame me for being late on Christmas Eve. So why was I being so petty? I was about to walk in—then I saw Ruby. She leaned over to Brian, all soft-eyed and sweet. "Brian, I made this scallion chicken just for you. Try it."

Thump-thump. “Good dream,” Adrian said. One arm. Isla. Other arm. Pulling Alex in. Three of them. “T-Rex Bear. I like it.” “Me too,” I said. Ivy on my hip. Four of us. “Day 14. T-Rex Bear. First steps was Day 2. What’s Day 14?” “Day 14 is pancakes,” Alex said. Decisive. “With chocolate chips. Because it’s Tuesday. And Tuesday is chocolate chip day. Susan said.”

"Anything interesting in the news today?" I switched off the television and leaned back into him. "Nothing important," I said. "Just things that don't matter." The holidays were approaching. Inside, the house was warm, filled with the comforting smell of food. Outside, snow fell quietly, and the evergreens in the yard stood tall against the cold wind. It felt like the coming year would be a good one.

Sage’s POV “The salad is ready!” Kehlani yells out for everyone to gather for dinner. I stand next to her, placing the flowers I picked with Corbin a day ago. The red petals cut through the lush green of the salad and looks pretty in contrast with the almonds and feta cheese that’s also in it.

It felt like the beginning of something special. Cain carefully unpacked the requested chicken salad, revealing a colorful medley of ingredients that immediately tantalized my senses. The fragrant blend of tender chicken, crisp apples, and tart cranberries created an inviting aroma that mingled with the sweetness of a light dressing. I had encountered a similar dish before, but this particular salad was extraordinary—the flavors danced on my palate, each bite a delightful balance of sweet and savory that left me wanting more.

It was the best day ever. Or so I thought at the time. Just like our first date, George took me sailing. He had a picnic of delicacies set up for us. Wine and cheese with fresh fruit, oh, and those amazing crackers I could never get enough of. It was the perfect weather for it, just enough wind without overdoing it. The breeze kissed my skin, leaving goosebumps. I couldn't help but feel as though it were the best day ever. And he said all the right things, looked at me with those eyes, green my favorite color, that seemed to sparkle just so in the sunlight. I was a girl in romance heaven as he fed me grapes.

Azhan tried to say softly but still it came out like a scolding as Dayan immediately dropped the gadget. "Salad?" Anna asked Azhan as he looked up first time at her in a while. She was wearing blue shirt with white trousers as her hairs were tied in a bun. She was looking exhausted as his gaze felt on her eyes that were waiting for his answer and then at her lips that were slightly parted, inviting him. He shook his head and just nodded his head in no as Anna's face fell. The next thing she did was placing full three spoons of salad in his plate and sat on her chair. She sat beside him as on his other side was Dayan.