Trevor Noah And His Mom Novels & Stories

My whole body went rigid, as if my blood suddenly rushed backward. I whipped around. Noah had somehow slipped behind me without a sound and was now standing beneath a tree, his small figure warped by the shifting shadows. He tilted his head, his voice carrying a kind of innocent cruelty. "Mom, where are you going? Why aren't you taking me with you?" How was he here? I had never told anyone about this path. I spun back and tried to run, but Noah threw his head back and shouted, "Come catch my mom! She's here!"

Three days after my mom died, the hospital called. "Mr. Carter, your mother has an outstanding balance of $1,873.60. Please come in and pay it as soon as possible." What? I stared at my mom's body. They had to have the wrong person. I'd paid every bill before she was discharged. She was supposed to be cremated and buried today. How could she still owe money? The person on the phone clicked their tongue. "Her family is responsible for the bill! She received treatment, so someone has to pay for it. It's $1,873.60." "Are you sure that's for Winona Carter?" "Yes. Come quickly."

“Mom, your life isn’t just about me and Noel. It’s about you too.” “And besides,” Noel added with a playful pout, “the reason we even came back… was to find our real dad.” His small fists clenched, but he kept the words to himself — We’ll make him pay for hurting you, Mom. But Dylan’s face flashed through his mind, that cold, disgusted expression. "You’re trash, Cassidy." Was that really how he saw her? “Mommy, look.” Noel suddenly sat up, holding out the iPad. The screen showed the latest entertainment headline:

She didn't even want her breath to be heard by Noah's mother on the other side of the call. ‘Noah, where are you, son? I looked for you at the office, but Lucas said you've been gone since this afternoon. Where did you go, Noah?’ ‘Since you came back here, you haven't seen your mom. I miss you.’ "I'm home, but you're not. Anything else you need? I can't talk much, Mom." Without preamble, Noah asked firmly. ‘Why do you like this? What's wrong with a mother wanting to hug her son?’

My mother left in despair as she did not manage to get any useful information from Ruby. Instead, she had ended up threatened by Ruby instead. However, I comforted her with a determined look in my eyes. "Don't worry, Mom. She'll suffer the consequences for blowing this up now." I had spread the news of how Ruby slept with Sam, cheating on Connor. It would take less than an hour for the news to blow up. The insults and curses I received would be returned to Ruby a million times over.

“You will tell them your mother loves you so much that she would build an entire world just to keep you safe in it.” Her fingers curled into my sleeve. “But I still wish we had a dad.” “I know,” I whispered. “I know,” I said again, quieter this time, my eyes closing briefly as I held her closer. For a moment, neither of us moved. Noah appeared in the doorway, his outline uncertain against the light behind him. He lingered there, as if he were deciding whether he was still allowed to ask questions. “Mom,” he said eventually, voice lower than before. “Is he dead?”

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

The relatives all turned to look in our direction. I froze for several seconds before finally snapping back to reality and grabbing clothes to cover myself. "Mom, are you insane? I was changing! There are men outside!" No matter how good of a temper I had, I couldn't possibly tolerate this. I broke down and started screaming. "Oh, you were changing? You should've said so earlier. How was I supposed to know? "Why are you making such a big deal out of it? They're relatives. So what if they saw you? It's not like you stand to lose anything."

“... So if this is right? Why isn’t the one I did before it right? Noah asked after the door was shut, drawing my attention back to him, and I furrowed my brows. He’s going to pretend like that didn’t happen? …Is he really going to pick me… math tutorial over his best friends? He raised a brow, gesturing at the book on the table, and I pressed my lips together before glancing at the book. I then proceeded to answer his question, explaining the formula to him, and a couple of minutes later, he understood it. “Wow. Can’t believe -” The sound of the door being opened made him stop talking and we both faced it to see his mum walking into the house with Shane and Tyler in tow, carrying bags. Mrs

Building until it grew so big it all just explodes at one momentous occasion in my kitchen. “I-I told him he wasn’t a man. That he was a lowlife for hitting a child and that no wonder your mom was sleeping with my dad. Because at least he was a real man.” Noah is talking fast, hands flying about in a frenzied state, trying to drive his explanations home. I close my eyes tight, shaking my head, willing my mind to wrap itself around what the hell is happening. Did my mom really have an affair with Noah’s dad? His parents are still married, but I know when Noah left, his dad disappeared for months.