You Know Where I Live Novels & Stories

Not here. Where is she? Where… And then I know. I know exactly where to find her. My blood runs ice cold.

"Child, your mother, she's still alive" Shocked, amazed and suprised I try auprassing my curiosity not wanting to give her the satisfaction I know she yearns for, raising a eyebrow I bite on my tongue playfully trying to compose the question "Do you know where she stays," "I don't, not any more" "Than what use is it did you have to being her up" "Yes I did, I know where she stays before I can give you the address" "Thanks for Letting me know" "Do you want to find her?"

he ask and all I can think about is that I haven't booked an Uber yet. "I'll book an Uber" my body feels like jelly, like if Mr Liam steps away, I'll crumble to the ground. "Where do you live?" He ask with a worried expression, I haven't mastered our address but I've got it safe on my phone when ever I need to book an Uber. "In my phone, I just moved back to the US and I'm barely getting by since I've been away for long" he moves me towards a couch at the lobby so I can sit, while he ask for permission to fetch my phone.

But when you really think of it, wanting to see where Kendrick took long showers, if he took long showers like her, but wanting to see where he took whatever kind of showers he took, and where he rested after a long day’s work was seriously mental. "One problem, though," she said, "What are we going to do about the address stuff?" "So you're serious about not knowing where I live?" "Yeah, I am. Why would I joke around with that?" It's just that everyone that knows me knows where I live. You are something, Loretta, you really are something, and that's a compliment. "

Her throat sounds dry as she tried to speak between her chuckles. " Ha ha... I'll get back at you " " Yeah, I know. Now let me guess again. Errr..... Times Square?" That's it. Remind me immediately after this call to order this girl a psychiatrist. " That's not even a housing area!" " Well you said I should guess where you're staying, you never stated it was a building so you could be living in a tent for all I know " Ahh!! Someone get me an insult meter. " I live in a building you dumbo" I huffed into the phone.

“You’ve always wanted to know about your mother haven’t you? She’s alive. I can tell you where she is.” My mother was alive. How is that possible?

“I’m sorry, I still don’t know you.” “We’ll rectify that” he said with a smile. “First you have to give me some answers.” “Yes, no, to get to the other side, 1. 772456.” “I am not interested in the square root of pie!” I glared at him, and he looked like he was suppressing a smile. “How did you know where I was?” “How do you know I wasn’t just driving by?” “Do not toy with me mister! You live in Cambridge, that is a pretty steep drive to be “in the area.”” He sat across from me not saying a word.

"I want you to find out where my ex wife is right now." "Right now?" "Yes! Tell me her location as soon as possible."

“I let you deal with it.” But I immediately swallow my smile as I remember that my son and I are still stuck here. “How will I go home?” I grab my head in panic. “I can’t call anyone. There is no network here.” “Where do you live?” Erden asks, standing properly. I look at him and pant. “Near the Everster garden.” “Come on, I will drop you.” He proposes kindly. “I have to drive that way.” God sent an angel or what?

Text you the location later. I swallowed. There goes my plans of watching The Notebook.