Take My Hand Book Novels & Stories

“You’re aware of that, right?” “Partly?” I said. “Okay good,” she said taking her bag. I frowned, wondering what she’s on about. When she doesn’t say anything for a good minute or two, curiosity gnawed at me. “What does that mean?” I asked. She pulls out a small handbook from her purse and hands it to me. I take it with my good arm, not wanting to strain the other one any further. “This belonged to Emmanuel’s father,” she said with a small smile. “This was…” she flipped the cover for me. “his business plan draft. Carried it everywhere with him. It was like a Bible,”

“I found this book outside. It has all the answers.” I furrow my eyebrows together. “What are you talking about, Alex?” His attention turns back to the weathered book in his hands. He flips through the pages until he finds the one he’s looking for. “Look at this.” He hands the book to me. I scan the words, latching onto the ones at the very top. How To Kill A Vampire. Suspicion descends over me. “Alex, are you sure this is even real? It sounds a little made-up.”

Miss Han interjects, shaking her head at my antics and holding out an expectant hand, one eyebrow rising. I beam at her, making a gesture of zipping my mouth shut. Then I hand over my library card and unpack my backpack on her table, yanking out berets, then my personal textbooks, a few notebooks, before finally getting to the library textbooks I’d checked out last two or three weeks.

Ah, so he doesn’t know? “You’re wrong…”, I sigh. “Hold out the palm of your right hand for me Takahashi”. Having no choice but to obey my commands, he holds out the palm of his only working hand. I calmly take the offered hand and swiftly crush it in my grip. Takahashi screams.

I maintained. He gave a hard look for a few seconds before resuming. "Can I take a look?" As I looked at him in shock, he was already stretching his hands to get hold of the book when I bring it out to hand over to him. He was ready to collect it. It was a crucial moment of the night. How can I hand over the book that I have fought severely to this stranger who I know nothing of? I was not the only one who paid a severe price to secure the magic book, the Alpha and Eric did the same in their ways. What if this man runs away with the Magic book or what if he disappears in an instant? That will be very troubling. There were no negative thoughts that did not come to mind at that moment.

"Are you ready?" I took its hand. "I'm ready."

He didn't know the details, but he could see exactly where the floor had gone out from under me. "I need to copy this page," I said, my voice steadier than I expected. "Take the whole binder," he said, closing it and pushing it into my hands. "Keep it as long as you need." "You're not going to ask what I just found?" I said, holding the heavy book against my chest.

Calvin asked, putting his hand forward for me to take. “Yes”

I kind of hesitated as I looked at the books and reached out to grab one of them. "Have you ever bothered reading these books?" he asked me. "No, not really. I don't want to read books that remind me of how sick I am." I tell him. "But they can be very educational. Like this one, it's a workbook with exercises and some meditation techniques," he said as he pulled out a book and handed it to me. I looked at the cover before handing it back. "No," I answered shortly.

Besides, I already knew the much I needed to know. "I suppose my work here is done then," I said, getting up. "What do I do now?" "I'll give you a handbook to go through where you'll find practicable explanations of all I've told you and help you prepare his schedule for this week. That should help you in the long run." "Thank you," I muttered, waiting as he skimmed through a pile of books to bring out one heavy-looking guidebook. I glanced through it as he explained each page and started to prepare the schedule. He was now a little more robotic toward me much to my discontentment but there was nothing I could do about it.