روايات وقصص ضمن The Deep Blue Good-by

But now, it just made me feel sick, like this was some kind of cruel joke. We paid 300 thousand dollars for it, and now it could sell for 450 thousand dollars. With its prime location, offers started coming in within days. After all these years, I ended up with a few million dollars in assets to my name. And since Carl was walking away with nothing, none of it was going to him. I had my lawyer handle all the finances. Before long, I got the green light that everything was taken care of. I heard Wendy was discharged from the hospital and had a massive fight with Carl. He was busy trying to calm her down, and with her parents breathing down his neck, he started making wedding plans.

this is not a goodbye. THE END.

he whispered, planting a gentle kiss on Gia's forehead. As the sun dipped below the skyline, they found themselves at the picturesque Boston Harbor, the sea breeze carrying a sense of tranquility. "This view is breathtaking," Deep murmured, wrapping his arm around Gia's shoulder as they watched the boats sway gently in the harbor. Gia leaned against him, feeling the warmth of his embrace. "I couldn't have asked for a better start to our journey, Deep. Thank you for bringing us here," she said softly, cherishing the moment and the city's charm that seemed to enhance their bond.

The men slowly lowered my body into the earth, wailing and continuing on until all I could see was white sky. “Goodbye, Life.” -THE END-

began to explain the "Reasoning of the Deep." "The 'Blue-Standard' is a 'World of Decay,' Avery," the liquid-voice resonated. "You want 'Autonomy,' but you only produce 'Grief' and 'Friction.' The 'Hydro-Symmetry' is the 'Final-Balance.' In the 'Deep,' there is no 'Individual-Loss' because there is no 'Individual-Gain.' We are 'Constant.' We are 'Total.' We are the 'Ending' that the '150,000-word' history deserves."

Thompson swallowed hard and looked elsewhere. "Tell me, unless you want me to change my mind," Norma Elspeth said and moved his head to face her. "Darrell," he stammered sadly. Norma Elspeth laughed wickedly. "Darrell," she muttered and cracks her neck in annoyance. "What else do you know about Darrell," she asked and stares into his eyes. 🖤 Menesia- The deep blue ocean Darrell and Alyssa are both seated at the back of their seahorses, which rode them peacefully through the ocean.

That was more than enough. The End

Mendy waved goodbye, watching as they disappeared into the distance. THE END.

POV RED The morning of the departure was sharp and clean, the sky a cloudless, brilliant blue that seemed to promise something new. The air was cool, carrying the scent of salt and the distant, floral perfume of the island's hibiscus. There were no goodbyes. There was no ceremony. There was only the quiet, efficient process of departure, the silent transfer of luggage from the house to the launch, the short, choppy ride across the water to the waiting ship. I moved through it all with a detached calm, my body a vessel for my will, my mind a fortress of strategic calculations.

sincerely. I turned and looked at Temi, Temi at the same time turned to look at me, we both as if on remote control turned to look at Mom who at the same time turned to look at us, it's just funny, right?. That only happens when the wonderment of the century is taking place. "Goodbye, bro.." (Hallelujah chorus) "...do me a little favour and never come back, okay" (Song dies off in slow whirling, another starts; "He is the Same" by Jon Bellion)