The Ways We Hide Novels & Stories

"Jegede or Manny. I'm not sure who but I really need to hide" "Hey, calm down", he whispered cradling my face in his hands. The gesture made my insides tickle. "I'm sorry". I said. I was hyperventilating. "I'm just really scared". "Wanna talk about it?". I nodded in the negative and moved my face away from his hands. "So will you help me?" "Sure, but if you want to hide, The best way to hide is in plain sight. You need to go to class and stick to all the places with a lot of people".

Even though Sophia wanted it, she wouldn't let her imagination run too far at that moment. Because they were in a public place! In a parking lot in Central Park, New York, where people could see them. "Don’t worry, this car has tinted windows. People outside won’t be able to see us," Albert said, as if he could read the doubts on her face. Sophia shook her head vigorously, then pushed Albert’s shoulder with what little strength she had left. Albert protested with a frustrated growl. "Just one release, Sophie," his voice sounded exasperated.

After a thorough search, she still could not find anything. “Calm down Lisa, think,” she said to herself. Think like someone who is trying to hide something. If you wanted to hide something, such that no one would find it, where would you keep it? Wait, I won’t keep it in my room because that’s the first place anyone would search if they were looking. It’s not here, how didn’t I figure this out earlier? I would keep it in a place where no one would even think.

My in-laws had hidden the child quickly and thoroughly. Finding any trace of it wasn't going to be easy. I kept my expression neutral. "Mom, Matthew needs his diploma and certificates for the shareholder meeting the day after tomorrow, and we can't find them anywhere. I came to check if they're here." "Oh no, that's important!" The two scrambled, pulling open drawers and rummaging through cabinets. I walked into the living room and let my eyes sweep across every corner. There was no sign that a child lived here.

She inquired innocently. "We will hide."

She immediately read it. From: Beth I'm sure you're having fun with Zeus. Her eyes widened, and she immediately hid the phone because Zeus might see it. She peeked at her phone again because it vibrated. From: Beth Don't wake the child. You can do it in the bathroom. I swear it's mind-blowing. She put her hand on her forehead because of the embarrassment. That made Zeus look at her, and she was nervous. "Uhm, I'll just drink some water." She said and quickly left the room.

Her fear instantly picked up the pace of her heartbeat. Terra could hear rhythmical stomps like soldiers walking towards them and their aisle and Terra pulled her hand from Noah’s eyes. Every instinct and thought she had was working on how to protect him. Terra motioned with a single finger to her lips for him to be silent and pointed to the old carpet covering the floor. Slowly, they lowered to the ground. Small crumbs covered the hard floor and Terra brushed her back against the bottom of their seat to hide from view. Noah followed, hiding under the seat in front of them. Terra heard the boots coming closer and held her breath.

Cecile stammered. But Grandmother turned away, unwilling to hear more. Cecile clenched her fists. Why is everyone hiding the truth about Rose’s father? What secret are they keeping? In the hotel hallway, Diana collided with Sam. “You?” she spat. “What are you doing here?” Sam smirked. “How’s the family? How’s that expensive shawl of yours? Hope it is still good?” She ignored him. “I came here to use the restroom,” Sam added cheekily. “These air-conditioned hotels, ah, the luxury! No wonder you like hanging around here too.”

I asked desperately, rubbing my hands together like a junky going through withdrawal. Ash moved to me and held my face in the palms of his hands, “Ben and I will go on ahead. You need to stay here. Try in whatever way possible to mask your scent. Burn some wood around the house and spray one of the air fresheners in the house. You need to stay hidden. Do not leave this house, do you hear me?”

As I neared the perimeter, I hid behind a large tree trunk, scanning the area with anxious eyes. As I observed the pack’s hideout from a distance, my eyes took in the details, absorbing every inch of the surroundings. The hideout was nestled amidst a dense cluster of ancient trees, their towering forms providing a natural shield from prying eyes. It was a place of both secrecy and power, a sanctuary for the pack to gather and strategize. The entrance to the hideout was concealed by an intricately woven tapestry of vines and foliage, camouflaging it against the backdrop of the forest.