We Happy Few: Uncle Jack Novels & Stories

Drake let out a low laugh, “I almost had the pleasure of watching him vomit for a change.” “I would have liked that,” I said as I took a seat next to Drake. “I’ll bet,” Jack mumbled from the opposite side of the room. He glanced at me only briefly, but it was long enough for me to recognize the heat of passion in his eyes before he took control and turned all stony faced on me. “So, are you still watching me from afar, Uncle Jack?” I said as sarcastically as I could. He nodded, but said nothing. “I hope you saw that very special wave I gave you last night,” I said sweetly.

I watched from above as my leg bent at an unnatural angle. I felt blood pool beneath my head. I felt my stomach move one final time. My baby kicked and then stopped. Sophia stepped out of the passenger side and walked around the car. She stood over me and gently tucked my hair behind my ear. “Goodbye, sister,” she said softly. “I’ll take good care of your husband for you. My baby is grateful to her aunt for this sacrifice. Thank you for the insurance money.” Alexandre got out next. He put his arm around her waist and looked down at me like I was nothing more than trash on the side of the road.

A year later, I bought a villa in the heart of the city and had Mom move in with me. I would occasionally check on Uncle Steve and Aunt Valerie in the underground casino. Uncle Steve was always scrubbing the toilets with the only hand he had left while Aunt Valerie kneeled nearby and wiped the floors. Her face was always covered with bruises that were left by the patrons of the casino. They didn't dare lift their heads when they spotted me. They would huddle in a corner and tremble violently. As for Jordan, I heard that he didn't last even six months after he was sent to Maradona. His empty corpse was thrown into the river after they harvested all his organs.

Could it be the divorce? As we stepped out of the car, Ariel clung to me as we walked into the building. “Hey man.” Lucas said, as we shook hands. “Hey.” I said as Elle walked towards me. “He's waiting sir.” She reminded me while Jack squatted. “Hi pretty, are you okay?” I heard Jack ask and I almost chuckled. “Hi, who are you?” Ariel asked, looking into Allysa's eyes . “I'm uncle Jack, Daddy's best friend, come on we should give mummy and daddy some time together okay? Let's head that way.

Atlas stared ahead at the wall, and I instantly knew something worse had happened. “Is jack…?” I let my voice trail off. “He’s fine,” Atlas answered. “It was Tuck, along with more than a dozen others we didn’t really get to know.” Damn it. I’d hardly known Tuck, but he’d helped us and he’d been a close friend of Jack’s, along with being Sammy’s “Uncle Tuck.” My heart ached for their losses and for the grief felt by the rest of the families. I started to pull Jack’s arms away from me so I could get out of bed, but his hold tightened. “What do you think you’re doing?”

I hadn't expected it and I didn't know what to do with my face, so I just looked back at him and hoped nothing too obvious was showing. He looked tired. That was the first thing. The bone-deep, behind-the-eyes kind of tired that had nothing to do with sleep and everything to do with the last forty-eight hours — the funeral, the will, the stranger who turned out to be his uncle, the inheritance that had been quietly rerouted around him while he wasn't paying attention. His face in this light, without the armor of the office or the dining room or any audience to perform composure for, looked younger than usual. More unguarded. More human. "This whole thing," he said quietly. His voice was low

I held my thumb and forefinger a centimeter apart and thrust my hand in Jack’s face. Jack leaned over, his shoulders shaking. “Oh, my God. That was the best damn thing I’ve ever seen.” “No, no. It’s terrible!” My sides ached and tears blurred my vision as I tried to focus on my partner in crime. “I corrupted my five-year-old niece. Stephen and Julie will never forgive me!” “Please. They’ll be telling this story for years.” Jack straightened, wiping a tear from his eyes. “This is Sparta,” he said through the laughter, shaking his head. “Awesome.”

Drake asked him. " Nothing,just reading this file." Jack said. " Okay..My uncle is planning to hire new employee on the post of HR and he will himself take the position of director from onwards.Nobody knows where are they?" Drake said further," It is still a mystery for everyone." " And it will be mystery forever." Jack thought and smiled. After finishing his work,Jack collected his things and walked outside the office.He went towards his car parked there.He got inside it and waited there.He saw Elena walking towards his car.She also got inside the car.

Jack started laughing. Jack told me, "My dear friend, As always Am I the way to end your boredom?" Then we both started laughing. He knew better that I was in pain so he tried to make some funny jokes. Then I told Jack everything that happened at the Uncle's house. I also told her about the quarrel between Amelia and me I told him that she was trying to get close to me at the party. Jack never took anyone seriously. And he must have been joking about everything. He told me that all the girls in New York love me.

I went near my parents, my parents were talking to Jack parents. me: " hello aunt, uncle.. how are you?? where is Jack??" aunt: " we both are fine... actually happy too... even you are like my son.. happy for you too and one more Jack got married too... " both Allen and me choked our drinks.. even my other friend Allen was standing here Allen: " hey don't do jokes aunt.. he and marriage.. really..?? so funny..." Hayden: " wait dude.. he said he loves Jessica.. but suddenly marriage means.. whom you married??"