The Long Road Home Novel Novels & Stories

“So, let me guess, and it wasn’t the local tax collectors, they were stolen.” “Yes. I’m a merchant from Dexlya.” “Guessed as much…” “I was traveling to these parts, in order to expand my business. Since the road opened that connected Dexlya and Lortg, why wouldn’t I use the situation?” “Everyone is using that road.” “True. A few miles from here, I was attacked by a group called “The Long Ears.” “I’ve heard about them.” “Then, you must know their leader.” “Last time, I heard about them, their leader was Fluffy Tail.”

“But not her. I won't let anything happen to Petrina.” “That’s all I need to know. What happens to me is neither here nor there. I would prefer to stay out of the cells and alive, but I know what I have done, what I am.” “There’s an old dirt road that cuts across from here to MacTire territory, It’s a little quicker than taking the roads. I suggest we take that route.” I had been thinking about the best way to travel home and remembered the connecting road which would cut off almost half a day’s journey. I had used the route countless times when coming from Briarshire.

I looked at the flash drive clipped inside the jacket's inner pocket alongside the letter. Then at the road home. Home. The word had arrived without ceremony, in the middle of a thought about something else, and it landed with the particular weight of things that are true before you're ready for them to be. I had been calling it the cabin. The garage. Cliff's End. I had been careful about the language because the language implied decisions I hadn't officially made. But the road back was the road home. I kicked the engine over.

"Jojo, it didn't work out. I think these people are crazy." Jojo sneered and said, "Then it's time to start a fire on all sides! But for now, let's wait for the response from the city hall and Lumigen." Joe listened to the call as he drove slowly down Temple Road. He chuckled as he looked at the buildings on both sides of the road. "All of them are made of wood. It would be amazing if they burned!" Then came evening, and major news broke in Bloomington. The Long family funded the city hall and would be heavily involved in the Temple Road real estate project.

Her words trail off, her face turn pale. Jasper nods grimly, his hands clenching the steering wheel. "I'm just glad we’re all okay," he glanced briefly at me in the rearview mirror. " Can you take us Home" I asked. " Selena!" Lisa exclaimed. " Don't you get it, the direction the gun men came from is the only main street that leads home, the other road is under construction". “ There left, we can……” " It would be best, if you both spend the night at my house" Jasper interject immediately.

I sit up and take a deep breath. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sleep so long, where are we?” I ask rubbing my eyes and stretching “We are in Mobile Alabama ” he says keeping his eyes on the road “It’s fine it was nice to just think to myself for a while. You were right Ro; it does suck not having anyone else but our family. I wish I could grow relationships with people and know they will be in my future, but that’s just not the life we were given, and I hate to say this, but we just have to deal with it.”

"Ms. Hathaway, I'll be going overseas for further studies next month. Here is my resignation letter." The HR manager, Kelly Hathaway, looked at me in surprise. "What's with the sudden notice?" she asked. I gave her the explanation I'd prepared long ago. "My son's mother is in Austera. I'm planning to take him there so we can be reunited as a family." Kelly nodded. "That's good. It must be hard for you to raise a child alone here. We all thought you were a single father."

I only had a year to find my answers, no distractions was a good way to start. "Venus, honey, are you ready?" My mom called me from the kitchen, as I opened my bedroom door. "Yes, mom be right there." I called back. Walking towards the kitchen, I was singing Famous Last Words out loud. "I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone, honey if you stay I'll be forgiven, Nothing you can say can stop me going home. Can you see my eyes are shining bright? Cause I'm out here on the other side of a jet black hotel mirror and I'm so weak..."

The whole improbable generous beautiful math of a life that started in a catering uniform and a folder marked Destroy Him and ended up here, in a car on a Montana highway, holding hands in the dark. Going home. Always, finally, going home.

I was so insistent on holding onto what has never belonged to me. When I came around once more, the narrow road behind me was already filled with traffic. I had no time to lose. I took a deep breath and knelt in front of Francis. "Francis, it's all my fault, but my father is innocent. Can you please clear a path and send him to the hospital?" I prostrated myself and bowed to the ground in front of him, baffling the other surrounding drivers. "My father has lost consciousness due to a cerebral hemorrhage. His life is at stake! I'm begging you, only you have such powers!"