Novel & Cerita That's Not How It's Done

“No, you don’t. This is – different.” “Different how?”

It is called common sense. *****************

“It’s not over anymore.” “It’s not.”

“What the hell is this about, Horace?” His hand brushed my lower back, guiding me firmly toward the car door. The touch was electric, sending sparks straight to my core. “It’s not a request, little girl. Get in. We can talk about what we did… and exactly how we’re going to handle Dylan on the way.”

Something closer to recalibration at a level deeper than he was used to having to go. Then: "That's not how we do this." "It is now," I said.

he said at one point while pointing at the diagram. I looked up from the paper. "A what now?" "It decides where everything goes, directs the flow and all that." "That's not how electricity works at all." "In my head it is and it makes sense." I laughed. "I don't know how you've made it this far in engineering with explanations like that." "Natural talent I guess." "Or pure delusion. One of the two." "Same difference really."

These people are a bunch of idiots, she thought. “I do not expect that you all won't understand how much of a damage speculation that arose from jealousy can ruin a united industry like ours. Whoever said such word, I will forget it. But I don't want my reputation to be tarnished further than what some bad people have already done…”she was saying when everyone yelled at her to sit down. “I don't care if you were framed or not. But what I saw today, was enough for me to refuse this open preference. I am in this industry before you and I am your senior.