The Last Five Years Book Novels & Stories

my voice cracked at the emotions that bubbled below the surface. "Then tell me everything. I don't want any secrets between us." This was the least I had expected from him. With his temper, I had expected him to throw a tantrum or, at best, strangle the truth out of me. But this worked too. "What do you want to know?" I didn't want to move an inch away from him. There was so much that I didn't know where to start to unpack the last five years. "From the beginning, the morning after the party five years ago."

The bell above the bookshop door chimed softly as Ava stepped inside. The scent of old pages and steeped tea wrapped around her like an old friend. The shelves hadn’t changed much in the years since she last came. Still crooked in places. Still filled with poetry and rebellion. It had been five years since the garden. Five years since she stepped through the glass doors of the Sinclair Wolfe Foundation and whispered to herself, This time, it’s mine. And it had been five years of real, messy, beautiful work.

Finally and at last and after everything: me too. The year Adrian was fifty-nine was a good one. He said so, and he was right, and the person who loved him most wrote it down. Author's note: "Finally and at last and after everything: me too." I needed you to have this chapter. The good year. Because what comes next is harder and I wanted you to carry this with you.

"How old are they?" "Five." A muscle worked in his jaw. "We should go," I said. "Our driver's waiting." "Mara." "There's nothing to discuss, Luke. We're here on business. I didn't come looking for you." "But you're here. In Z City." "It's a large city. People live here. People visit. Standing in the same airport isn't a reunion." "Five years." His voice dropped, controlled but tight. "Five years of silence. And you just walk through arrivals like …"

"Heya!! This is sadly the end of book one!! Yaay, or…you know, Booo! Lol. Book two will be titled: My last wish, still centred on Vivanna, but this time with more of the heroine, Daisy. It will be out after I catch my breath, and to be honest, I was debating ending book one elsewhere, so I may add a few chapters later, don’t worry, lol not of the flashback; part two of the flashback will come later. The additional chapters will be more of Vivanna in Envia with Kassian. Anyway, I’ll keep thinking about it until I include the chapters. >.< Though, for now, I will end book one here, then when I begin ‘My Last Wish’, I will have decided on what to do. I have received pretty awesome comments, an

And for the first time in five yeαrs‚ I felt whole. The end.

He looked first, understood second, and said nothing for fifty years except through the thirty-eight pages of his observations, which I am holding now. That the fifty years is not a summary of what happened. It is what the fifty years are. Not the briefs or the books or the foundation or the practice or the marriage or the children. The fifty years themselves, lived, from the inside, in the full knowledge of what they were. That is the thing. That is the whole thing. She closes the notebook.

I'm sure their family is happy as of the moment as they are completed. It's been five years. Yes. Five years has passed. It's been so long since that unusual event in my life, but it seems like it all happened yesterday. “Fine. It's up to you if that's what you really want to address me. Is there anything I can do? Of course nothing. Go on. Call me Madam.”

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I had failed her. "I understand, Mom. Don't worry. I'll take a few days to adjust. Once I finalize my divorce, I'll return to the company." She studied me carefully, as if trying to confirm the truth for herself. "This time… you really mean to divorce her?" I gave no reply, only a heavy, silent nod. Confusion clouded her features. She couldn't understand why, after five years of relentless persistence, I had suddenly let go. "Mom… Jake isn't my child."