We Happy Few: Uncle Jack Novels & Stories

a familiar voice said and I whipped around to see my husband-to-be striding towards us. My eyes widened. What was he doing here? I heard footsteps behind me and turned to see Grandma walking towards us. “Oh Shirley dear, you're here.” Grandma Yvonne sent me a polite smile then turned to Jackson. She froze before the biggest smile took over her face. “Jackson? Is that you?” “Hello mother,” he whispered with a smile of his own. “Now can someone explain why my fiancé is being harassed like this?” Mother? Nephew?

He asked his uncle for advice and the next words he heard were words he’d never heard from an hunter before especially not one as strong as his uncle. “Whatever makes you happy.” Jack answered and Alexei’s eyes bulged in unbelief. “What?” He asked again to make sure he’d heard the man right and only when he repeated himself was Alexei sure he heard right. “You see, as great as it is getting the glory and doing everything they ask you to do in this kind of job,” Jack starts saying, “it’s also really important to make sure you’re having fun while doing it, I mean that’s my secret.” He added with a dry laugh as he proceeded to have his seat on the empty three seater chair in the living room.

I can’t believe he waited till the day of his grandmother’s birthday to buy her a present. I step out of the car once Mr. Jason arrives at the hospital. I thank him for driving me before walking out. I walk inside the hospital straight to Uncle Jack’s room. As I walk closer to Uncle Jack’s room, I hear voices coming from inside. I wonder who he is talking to. I turn the doorknob and see him talking to the nurses who work on this floor. I am not surprised that they are here. He is a single 42 years old man who could pass up as being in his mid-thirties. He is also very handsome. “You will have to forgive me, ladies. My niece is here, and I would like to spend some alone time with her,” Uncle

Jack Williams said as he casually let himself into the office. What the fuvk is he doing here? Lawrence clenched within me. “You may leave,” Lawrence said to Miss Jones. Then he turned to his uncle with a smile, “Uncle Jack! What a surprise. You must be here for the meeting; you are quite early.” Jack Williams chuckled. He took short strides while regarding the paintings in the office.

-Conner’s POV- “Say what?” I was in shock. I have an uncle? “You heard me right young man. I am your uncle. Do you mind if we come in? It’s drizzling.” I blinked my eyes a couple of times trying to figure out what’s going on just then I realized that the man was right it was drizzling outside. “I-I’m sorry for my manners. Please do come in. I am sorry about my place I didn’t expect any visitors especially not at this kind of hour.” I quickly picked the trash on the table and some clothes on the floor. “My place is not big at all, but it’s my home. Please, take a seat. I only have one couch though.” I scratched the back of my head feeling awkward. Mr. Jack gave a soft laugh “Don’t you worry t

She raised her glass higher. "So yes, this is unconventional. Yes, people will judge. Yes, it's complicated and weird and my best friend is marrying my father which is insane." Laughter through tears. "But it's also real and beautiful and exactly what they both deserve. To Dad and Bronwyn. May you have all the happiness you fought so hard to find." The applause was thunderous. I was crying openly now, not caring about my makeup. Trenton stood and pulled Eudora into a hug while the room watched.

He decided not to have a road name. Jack is the shortest of the three brothers, at just 6’ even, with black hair and blue eyes. Depending on the occasion he could be wearing a beard or clean shaven. Jack has the "open mouth insert foot" syndrome. It often gets him in trouble. Jazz is a bartender for now, until she decides what she wants to do with her life. She enjoys being a badass biker chic and with nothing keeping her from doing whatever she wants to do. School is just not for her. Jade said it was a miracle she graduated high school.

"You should be happy, Uncle; she's finally out of your life. You no longer have to worry about her anymore." Rafael's chest clamped tight as he listened, emotions at war with one another inside him. He knew Ethan was right. He really should be happy. He really should be relieved that Bernice was gone, that she wasn't there anymore to lie to him. Yet, something didn't quite sit right. “Am I happy?”

∆ALEXANDER∆ "I'm apologizing for everything, Uncle," Jacob began, with a tone almost convincing me, "For the way I spoke with you that day and for insulting Ivory, I'm extremely sorry uncle." I nearly laughed after hearing to an apology from my nephew. Jacob apologizing? To anyone, let alone me? It was unheard of till today, I don't remember even his parents recieving an apology from him, what kind of surprising moment is this?

“But your promises are empty Frank. Look at you, you're drunk, pathetic and broke. I know you don’t have my money. The card dealer says you spent it all. They say you must be the unluckiest man ever. She tried to stop you, Frank, everybody did. I see now that you are a waste of my time. Enough is enough. Maybe now you can be with your lovely wife once again. As for your boy, he will be joining you soon. I’ll make sure to pay my respects at your funeral.” “No, mister Ricky!” “Shoot him, boys.” Shots sprayed everywhere. They lit up the room like a Christmas tree. Jack’s father fell to the ground. “Find the boy.” Jack walked quickly away from the door. He started laughing uncontrollably. His ri