The Wait Book Novelas e Histórias

In the east corridor Raze's radio clicked once, his signal, nothing verbal, the click that meant I see it and I'm holding, and I felt something move in my chest that was not operational and I managed it and kept my eyes on the screen. Four minutes became seven. Seven became nine. The waiting had a specific quality. Not the waiting of uncertainty, I knew what they were doing, I knew what I was doing, I knew the compound's response to every action they could take from that position. The waiting was harder than uncertainty. Uncertainty had an excuse for stillness. Knowing exactly what to do and choosing not to do it yet required something different, something that lived in the gap between readi

Evelyn walked ahead of them to the administrative block where she got all they needed — The forms they had to fill and other miscellaneous stuff. While she was there, Joseph and Mira settled under a canopy quietly. Mira had her head propped on Joseph's shoulders, while the other read a book on Kindle.. The book was titled, seven habits of highly effective people by covey Stephen. He'd been on it for days now and couldn't stop feeling super excited about all he'd read and obviously couldn't wait to put it into practice. The silence between them was disrupted when a figure appeared in front of them. “ Hello, guys. ” Mira opened her eyes to look at her, while Joseph simply raised his head up

They must have gone to Harrington early and are waiting for you to apologize. Marissa's fingers paused. She slowly calmed down. Right. School started tomorrow. Even if Owen Duncan really wanted a divorce, he still had to take their daughter to college. Besides, how could Owen possibly divorce her? They'd been through more than twenty years of storms together. At their age, what could really be cut off so easily? Marissa relaxed for the moment. But after seeing Adrian and Kyle off, she found an open diary in her daughter's study. She flipped through a few pages. Her newly settled heart grew uneasy again.

I'll calm her down and come back. Wait for me. I read it twice, then lowered the phone. He still thought there would be something to come back to. After seven years, maybe that was what hurt most. Elliot was used to me waiting. Waiting through trials that ran late, dinners gone cold, birthdays cut short by client calls, vacations postponed until the next case was over. I had always told myself it was temporary, that he was building something for us, that one day all the waiting would turn into a life.

"Have you heard anything from Maude yet?" Orson took a long swig. "Nope." "She's just playing hard to get. Honestly, you spoiled her way too much before. That's why she doesn't know how to value you. "Trust me, Orson. Give it two weeks. She'll be back crawling. "Only you'd still have the patience to wait for her. "My account's been blocked as well, but the old alumni group chat is still alive. I'll shake things up and get her back within two weeks."

A faint smile broke through her tear-streaked face as she whispered through her sobs, "Thank you." After that, she looked up Cameron online, then spent the next two weeks waiting outside Cameron's residential area, only for him to never appear even once. That night, Bianca was dead set on waiting for Cameron. He was a no-show as dawn broke, though, so she despondently trudged down the street, the biting wind whipping at her face. She felt no pain, though, only the suffocating pressure in her chest, as if something inside her was collapsing.

Let’s go. She grabbed her keys, slipped on her shoes, and headed out to her car. Destination: P.F. Chang’s, Oakbrook. Where Knox was waiting. Knox’s POV I sat at the table near the window, hands clasped loosely in front of me as I waited for Sienna to show up. The waitress had already checked on me four times in twelve minutes. I told her I was fine and just waiting on someone, but she gave me her number again anyway, the second time now. This time, I just took it so she’d leave me alone. She giggled on her way back like we were in on something together. Whatever.

That night, Matthew sat on the kitchen floor until morning. It was the first time he had ever looked so defeated. In the past, no matter how late he came home, there was always a light waiting for him. There was always someone sitting on the couch, quietly waiting for him. That was all gone. The big house felt empty, and he was the only one left waiting for daylight. The next morning, Matthew did not bother to change his clothes. He went straight to the office.

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"In that case, I think the pizza can wait." End of Book One: Incendiary