A Short Story : A Scarlet Story?

They all cared for one another. “I noticed he was crying. That frightened me. He wasn’t planning on being gone all that long; I figured he wouldn’t be crying unless he intended to take some big risks and knew he might not be coming back. That’s when I started having a bad feeling that we wouldn’t ever see Alex again.”

After Mike explained the situation, Alex was silent for a long time and then finally said:

Alex after all this help only stayed a day. When Franz was dropping off Alex at Grand Junction, Colorado, Franz asked Alex a question, “Now that my boy’s dead, I’m the end of the line. So when I’m gone my family will be finished, gone forever. So I asked Alex if he’d be my grandson.” This is something that was deeply personal for Franz, something that meant alot to him.

I sat down to talk to Mr. Alex; “You know what I am here to do right?” he just sat there and

“I had a dream, a dream of the past,” he said breathing loudly. “I betrayed them, I betrayed them all . I watch my mom and sister starved by the party without saying a word.”

“I really need to see you, Alex,” was the only thing Evan replied. “Tell me where you are and I’ll pick you up and take you to her.”

“Ava. She’s my one reason to live. If you can’t live for me or yourself, live for her, she needs you. I need you.” She got choked up, tears ran down her face.

Suddenly panicked, she worked to reassure herself that Alex was fine, that she was still alive and had made it out of the apartment evidenced by the messages her sister had left her on her phone. But where to go from here, what’s my next move? Angela thought. Where would Michael have taken her? To look for her and Liam so he could finish his mission that much was obvious. But where were he and Alex now? I could call her? Angela thought. Alex had had her cell phone on her, that much was

“Alex.” When Jeep whispers his name his voice is rough and low, like his father hasn’t had a drop of water in all time he’s been missing.

"Anima?" I questioned looking in her eyes squeezing her shoulders. "Jacob he-" she finished the sentence in a burst of sobs. She didn't need to say more. "We're telling mom and dad come on." "Tyler stop no please they can't know." "Anima Grace, you are not going to let him get away with this." My anger boiling inside me

Alex blew out a relieved breath, packed up the set, and opened the door. Once inside, she pulled out her cell phone. She called her best friend, who was waiting outside, acting as a lookout. “Paige, are you there? I made it into the office.” She kept her voice low, barely above a

Defeat welled within him at his last utterance. Oh, how love was a bitch and yet, Alex craved it.

The first person he met was Jan Burres. He told her a different name, in which was Alex. He was the same age as Jan’s son. Her son has been estranged for a few years, so they haven’t talked in awhile. She said “ I have a son about the same age Alex was, and we've been estranged for a few years now.” So he left a strong impression on her by being a son figure to her.

I didn’t like this scene because of the way Alex’s character behaved. His character acted oblivious and memory wiped. If I would’ve walked into the bank and recognized the man that tried to kill me, my instinct would’ve told me that something was abnormal. I also would’ve left when I noticed the cameras watching me every step I take. I understand that almost every business establishment has cameras, but if the camera specifically me...I think it’s kind of obvious. To me, Alex was craving to be killed! I probably would’ve liked it a lot more if the author shoed it from Alex’s

Are you ready to analyze three stories? Yes? Awesome! No? Too bad, because here we go! The three stories in question are The Leap by Louise Erdrich, The Contents of a Dead Man’s Pockets by Jack Finney, and Ambush by Tim O’Brien. The authors of these stories use aspects of their stories to shape the plot, show the theme, and to change the views and opinions of the characters in the stories.