Things To Say Novels & Stories

I compose a message to send to the group chat, my fingers swiftly typing the words as I try to steady my thoughts. "Hey, everyone, I’m fine. I’m back at the museum in Millenium Park, looking at a painting that has captivated my mind. I just need some space right now. Everything has just happened at once, and I need time to think. Please don’t worry. I will get back to you soon."

“If you don’t want this, say no.” “I, um..”

Ebony said. “Can I write that down for later so I can memorize it for when I need it? I’ve been trying to figure out what to say when I need to respond to an idiot.” “Sure, go ahead. I’d hate to see you stumble over your words and look bad. Or say something stupid.” “Thanks, I think.”

“We have some things to discuss.” ​

Hmm, think about it and make some guesses, Austin. "Once you've thought things through, then you can start thinking about what to say to me."

I wanted to say something smart, something funny, something that didn’t scream oh my God yes please ruin me. But all that came out was a shaky, “Okay.”

I adjusted my sitting position. "One; Mind your business. When I say mind your business, I mean whatever you see or what you hear. Be it good or bad, don't meddle. Not everyone will be friendly towards you" Okay this came out somewhat harsh. If different people are coming together, there should be a bound formed. How'd you learn new things if you don't communicate with one another.

He appeared in the study doorway and saw me in his chair and stopped. He didn’t say anything. I looked up from the book. “Good day?” “Better now,” he said. It was a simple thing to say. A small thing. The kind of thing people said to each other in kitchens and doorways all over the world without thinking about it. But we had never been those people. And maybe that was the thing about almost losing something. Sometimes it took the near miss to teach you how to say the ordinary things. The small true things that didn’t need to be grand to matter.

Had a thousand things I wanted to say. All that came out was, "Got it." Sherry Twain. Daniel Jenkin. Time to play for real.

What does she know and what the hell is all these? “You know about what? If you have something to say just say it like I told you earlier I don't have the strength and energy or time for all this so please talk fast what is it that you know” I said if she knows is something she better say it now because I don't have time.