Short Story

On the day of an important meeting Mary decided to entertain the client with stories of her weekend while Jennings was running late. When Jennings arrived in his office he found a less than impressed client and his assistant chatting him up. After Jennings had told her to leave the office so they could commence their meeting, which was

He knew that it was very kind of dear old Linda to invite him over for tea every single time she came across him, even during delivery time, but he had simply gotten bored of listening to her gossip about everyone, even poor Mary Jane who never came out of her house since the Great Alien Incident from 2000. Usually if she invited him in, he politely refused with the excuse that his boss would take away the little pay he got even if he was a second late. Today, he had to deliver a special magazine Linda ordered and he couldn't just leave it in on her porch (it was the first issue of the magazine and his boss wanted to make sure the Linda received her copy). So he had knocked on the door, and to his luck she opened the door took her package and closed the door. Jeff guessed that his luck must be finally looking

Pat attends a football game, but ends up getting into a fight and taken away by police. Pat is reluctant to participate in the dance contest and re-reads his wife’s letter. Pat noticed that a phrase in the letter supposedly written by his wife, had actually been forged by Tiffany. Pat, Tiffany and everyone else arrive at the competition on the night of the big football game. Tiffany is mad to discover that Pats wife is in the audience. Tiffany is upset that Pat may win back his wife and that she will lose him

Nodding and smiling, the friendly server knowingly asked, “ I am guessing that the timbits are for a special occasion?”. Her friend interrupted , " its Janice's birthday today, we are taking the timbits to school to share with our class." Smiling, the server turned towards Janice "how old are you today Janice?" Shyly, Janice stammered, "I am eight today." An elderly man wearing a trench coat and cap, walking with a cane had heard everything and gleamed over to Janice, "happy birthday young lady, enjoy your day." Thank you" Janice returned sheepishly. The adult standing behind Janice in the line, obviously a proud mother, grinned and paid for the donuts with her Timmies app on her cell phone. The fact that Janice’s mum had used her cell phone app made her appear as a frequent and loyal

After listening to all her neighbors’ problems one day, she cries for Jim’s reassurance that they are happy and content. She tells Jim that, "Mrs. Hutchinson’s mother is dying of cancer," and "Mr. Hendricks is going to lose his job in April" (822). She wants Jim to reassure her that their life is not like their neighbors, so she asks Jim, "And we’re not hypercritical or worried about money or dishonest, are we?" (823). He lies and says that they are not, but indeed they are.

The protagonist Tom is summing up the whole story through his memories with his mother Amanda and his sister Laura. Tom works at the shoe warehouse to support his family and Amanda worries about Laura and her limp and tries to find Laura a suitor, since she is quite antisocial and dropped out of high school and private courses just to be at home polishing and arranging her collection of glass animals. Soon, Tom gets pressured by Amanda to find a suitor and Tom gets Jim to come join them for dinner. They have Jim join them for dinner and though Laura was hesitant, feigning being sick to avoid the deal. Eventually, they get it to where Laura and Jim are alone together. The two share some moments together, from Jim breaking the unicorn in Laura’s

Greg and Ashely were eating at their favorite restaurant. "We need to talk," Ashley stated, "We're just not the same as we used to be. You don't laugh and joke with me anymore. You don't vent to me, express your feelings, or gossip. We don't even sleep in the same bed anymore." A worried look appeared on Greg's face. H began to twitch and move around in his seat. "What are you trying to say?" questioned Greg. "I want a divorce," said Ashley, " I changed the locks and you need to leave tonight." Greg then lashed out in a fit of rage. He threw his glass across the restaurant; it smashed on the wall. After that, Greg flipped the table, sending chicken alfredo towards a nearby window. The pasta made a large squishing sound as it

Little Chandler is a husband and a father who goes on his day working at his job as a copyist. Ignatius Gallaher, Chandler’s friend, left Dublin for London eight years ago, and is now living a successful career as a journalist. When Chandler thinks about Gallaher, he becomes sad because of how different their lives and careers are. Chandler seemed to envy Ignatius and feels like even if he wanted to, it was too late to change his life. All of Chandler’s dreams had to be given up once he gotten married. On that night, Gallaher was coming back to visit Dublin and wanted to hang out with Chandler. They had both agreed to meet at a bar. After work, Chandler headed to the bar and was still thinking about Gallaher’s success. At the bar, Chandler and Gallaher talked about foreign cities, marriage, and the future. This was all going on while drinking three glasses of whiskey and smoking two cigars. Chandler later mentions to Gallaher that he envies his experience and success. Chandler had already settled down at a young age and has a family to take care of. He invites Gallaher to visit his home and meet his family that evening, but Gallaher declined. Gallaher claimed he had another appointment to attend to. The men have their final drink together, and at this point, Chandler is a little drunk because of his low

I clutch my Ka-Bar tightly in my fist, my knuckles turning white. Even though I am talking to a “friendly”, my combat training has coached me to trust no one. Our conversation carries on, but I am acutely aware of the way he observes me. For an instant, his mahogany eyes seemed permeated with disgust. My grip shifts tighter around my weapon. Before I could react, the “friendly” had me rotated around; his own knife striving to slice my jugular vein. The blade grazes my skin, it’s almost cool against my now flushed skin. At first, we struggle, but I am able to force him off my back due to my training. My Ka-Bar is directed and I am prepared to use it. Lord, forgive me, I thought. My hand moves swiftly and efficiently, cutting all over

Lucius does not remember whose arms are carrying him, or whose shoulder his head lays against. He does not remember how he ended up here, in these arms. He does not remember where he is. Everything in his brain is chilled syrup.

The bucketheads wouldn't stop shooting. It was getting harder to keep deflecting all their shots. I could feel Kanan growing more tired too. If Zeb and Sabine didn't get the shield generator soon we might not make it.

“Oh come on Mar, it's not dangerous. There's literally nothing down here,” whispered Kai as she continued walking, and Martin sighed, slowly taking another step down.

I shoot up from my bed in the middle of the dark in a cold sweat, my eyes adjust slowly as I rub them in the darkness. I glance beside me at a familiar silhouette, it's none other than Thomas and I note his arm carefully constructed around my waist. In the few years I've known him I've realized this nervous tick about him, like a child, he finds the need to cling onto something in order to sleep. There have been moments in the night where I've found him cradling me like a beloved toy in his arms possessively but in the morning he's always gone and he leaves no evidence of his actions.

An entirely different world is created by the love between Della and Jim. It’s like a world that’s just for the two of them, one that’s warmer and more intimate than the one on the outside. They use first names in this world together – it’s “Jim” in their world rather than “Mr. James Dillingham Young” as he presents himself to the outside world. This world of theirs is like a

At a young age, Tom was taught that the only thing necessary in life was “facts and facts alone”, exempting him from any morality or emotion. This philosophical belief impacts Tom’s eldest sister most of all. For all of her youth, Louisa cared for brother, because he was her spark of life during her depression. Time nears for Tom to leave home and go work at a bank, for his father’s friend Mr. Bounderby. He begs his sister to marry the vulgar man, claiming that he couldn’t stand to be away from her. She obliged -though she detests Mr. Bounderby. After learning that Louisa would do anything for him, Tom manipulated her love to improve his quality of life at Bounderby's Bank. During the several years of her unhappy marriage, Louisa supplies her brother with money -by selling her “trinkets” or dispensable wedding gifts- to pay for his gambling. After a visit from a master seducer Jim Harthouse, Tom drunkenly reveals that he used his sister’s presence to pay off his gambling debts and to avoid conflict with Mr. Bounderby. While trying to win Louisa’s affections, Harthouse informs Louisa about Tom’s unkind behavior toward her, and she cuts Tom off. Though this may seem like a victorious event, it ends up paving the way for a chaotic change in Coketown. Tom’s motto of always benefiting for himself, will force him to look back at his actions towards Louisa, and cause him to realize how his mistakes made his downfall.