Think Again Audiobook Novels & Stories

‘WHAT AM I THINKING? To be continued…

Alma said with a smile. (Flashback) “Look at my face, I have so many bruises that would take so long to get healed. I almost died back there, and you're telling me this nonsense” George said over the telephone. A glass separated him and Alma, and they could only communicate through a telephone. “I'm sorry, but I've tried convincing my father, but he has refused to reason with me. I don't know what next to do” Alma said, crying over the phone.

I called my friend at the airport to book me a flight back home immediately. I reminded myself to thank Tomy when I returned. I heard him asking apologies to my employees on my behalf before the door closed behind me. I packed some stuff and ready to go home. I want to make sure what I am feeling is true and not just because of lust. And I want to sort things out with Ange. I want to make things right as possible as it can be. The flight back home feels decades. I couldn't stay still on my seat or be comfortable. "Are you afraid?" The little girl beside me asked. Maybe she is eight years old.

"Oh, Sienna, Baby doesn't know any better. I'll apologize for him. But it's fine, right? Your mom's about to be blown up anyway. A little smell won't matter. Think of it as a final cleansing?" Josiah burst out laughing, rubbing the dog's head. "No need to apologize. I think Baby does know better. You see, even a dog thinks her mom's filthy." People around us murmured. Some looked at me with pity. But I smiled. Josiah frowned. "What the hell are you smiling at?" I said calmly, "Animals relieve themselves wherever they want. That's just what they do." Josiah's face darkened. "Sienna! Are you calling Vivian an animal?"

​The silence of the train car was absolute. The countdown to the end of the Architect had officially begun. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and for the first time in months, I didn't think about the past. I thought about the kill.

Sam knew this could go on forever so he hardened himself. "Elena at the moment I don't know you shit I don't even know myself. I can understand that the man I was before, you loved very much but I'm not that man. I have no feelings towards you. I need to find out who I am first before I can decide how to spend my life and I don't know how long that will take it could be years for all I know. It is not fair to you to make you wait while I do this. I think it is best for both of us is to cancel the engagement and give each other space"

Up to the moment of his death, someone heard him murmur, "I'll do it again. In my next life, I'll make the right choice. Julia, my dear daughter, don't you think so?" He then shut his eyes forever. Who knew if he could have another chance again? I sighed. I had planned on replying to Simon. However, I could not find the words, and I could not form a sentence. In the end, I gave up. After I switched the phone off, I saw a familiar face reflected on the dark screen. A man stood behind me. He patted my shoulder gently and asked, "Hey, Captain, don't you have anyone to call?"

My voice sounded aged, and I tried to soften it. “You must be confused about many things after your rebirth. If you have questions, ask them.” *]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-(--header-height)" dir="auto" data-turn-id="e74db17b-4836-4342-879e-234d28183114" data-testid="conversation-turn-9" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-turn="user">

When he noticed that she had fallen asleep, he slipped away and Mrs Smith quietly took his position. Shane retired to his room. He heaved a sigh and took his seat. The memories he made with Sara played through his head. Sara never wanted a child but he did. He had thought he would be able to change her but he was wrong. The thought led him to another thought that he had come to detest and that was Nicole. He was unsettled. His gut told him he was wrong about the just concluded investigation and he wished that he was wrong indeed. "If I am wrong that means Nicole is innocent," he thought but he also wished he wasn't wrong.

I asked. "So the rumor goes. This guy told a bunch of our customers that this man, Thinker, had died and come back to life to save the world. When Thinker was first reborn he had neither money nor food, so this man took him in and fed him. In return for his kindness, Thinker cured his sister of a mental illness. From then on, people wanted to meet this man so he could fix all sorts of issues for them. At first, people would come back and talk about how they'd actually seen the man. Then, after a few weeks, Thinker wouldn't see anybody. From then on, the only people that ever claimed to witness him said that he'd come to them in their sleep."