Time Apart Novels & Stories

“Forget it. You’d end up touching yourself over my skill for graphic descriptions.” His laughter swept away the silence trying to confine him. He stood up from the couch and headed to his bedroom upstairs. “You kinky cougar!” “I’m no cougar, mind you! And Guillermo is older than me!” “What time over there? It’s about one here.” “Five here.” “That late already?” “It’s called time zones, Jay. I’m one hour ahead of the East Coast this time of the year. Two hours over your winter time.” She went to the kitchen to make herself a latte, and drank it while they talked about casual things. Then she made Jim promise he would apologize to Barbara.

“The computers are all synced. Computer time is the same throughout the office. Why won’t they realize that and change?” Tara shrugged. “Change? What is that? I never heard of that around here.” Lila stuck out her tongue. “Office time is seven minutes behind the computers though. Right?” “The clock is slower today.” Lila sighed and stood up. “Of course, it is. Let’s go.”

"I ordered your favorite soft pink wedding dress. After surgery, the designer will take your measurements. At our wedding, you'll be the most beautiful bride." I smiled and touched his face. This was my farewell. Tears streamed down my face, and a silent thought echoed. "Ethan, there won't be a wedding for us." As the doors to the operating theater closed, I kept my gaze fixed on the three people I loved most; I wanted to commit their faces to memory. Once these doors closed, I knew I would never see them again. As anesthesia dulled my senses, the world around me faded away. My death was declared at precisely 10:00 pm, as indicated by the wall clock.

There was no time to make him dinner. Still, I nodded. I could change my flight to 10 p.m. and let that meal be my last goodbye.

“Yes, I remember now. But why would it hurt me?” “We will feel a pull in our chest if we are apart from each other, and it will start to hurt if it stretches for too long. You’ve been away from me for four days, but I’ve been away from you for a month, so you are more likely to feel more of the pull in our connection,” Heli explained.

The bustling city of Shanghai, with its towering skyscrapers, has me firmly positioned for a business meeting. The grandeur of China's financial capital, however, seems a world away from the concerns that now consume my thoughts. We finally concluded our meeting after what felt like forever. I check my watch and realise it's 8 a.m., which simply means it's 9 p.m. of the previous day over there. Time to call Patricia. We are 12 hours ahead of them, so I'm sure she's done for the day. We have been keeping in touch regularly, sharing updates about our respective days even when we are miles apart.

But even that could only be accessed when one reached a certain rank. Thankfully, it seemed it wasn’t forbidden as Zero actually told her the time difference between Jack’s world, Jean’s, and, the system space. ‘It has been three centuries in Jack’s time while it’s been thirty years for Jean’s while here was… inexistent.’ Dina had been told that apparently for the system space to correspond to all times in the world it had to be timeless which meant that… time didn’t exist here. In reality, it did but it was so miniscule that it could be regarded as inexistent.

he warned pleasantly, both knowing where the playful sparring would eventually end. “So how many hours do we have?” she asked suavely, trying to guess the destination with his answer. “Two and so hours,” he rasped hoarsely when she caressed his navel, tormenting him with her slow and deliberate movements. “Toronto? Montreal?” “You need to go south,” he suggested lazily, the connotation unmistakable as his eyes glazed with unfettered desire, the green shining like two precious emeralds as his lips came out to take possession of hers, warning her that his patience was wearing thin.

Time will tell. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~