Issue 8 of “Hopeless Henry”By Alice BennetTaken from the University GazetteI met Jocelyn at the store. I was halfway through my junior year and needed some soap, milk, and new socks. She was out in the parking lot when I pulled into a spot about three spaces down, trying to fit a large-screen television box into the trunk of her Honda.I’d just stepped out of my truck and shut the door when I heard the cursing. I glanced over to see the shopping cart she’d just pulled the television from tip onto its side. Then she lost her grip on the box altogether, and it plunged toward the pavement.“Whoa!” Racing over, I caught an edge of the box and helped her steady it. “Here. I got this end.”“Oh my God, thank you,” a feminine voice gushed from the other side. The only thing I could see of her was her hands wrapped around to my side and clutching the cardboard for dear life. Her fingernails were painted a dark maroon.Together, we tried to slot the television into the trunk. When the
I had to hold Wick’s phone in front of him and use his face recognition feature to break into his contact information.When I went to his recent calls and saw that Cannon had been the last person he’d talked to, I hit send and rang his best friend, figuring that would do.“Dude,” J.J. answered on a hoarse groan. “This better be good. It’s after three in the fucking morning.”“It’s Haven,” I told him, my voice quivering with shock and fear. “Wick won’t wake up. Now get your ass over here and help me get him to a hospital.”“What? Oh, shit. Be there in ten.” He hung up on me, leaving me staring at an unconscious Wick and wondering if I’d ever see him alive again.“God, Wick. Please,” I begged. “Just open those pale blue beauties for me one more time.”He didn’t.Beginning to cry, I rushed around the apartment, ignoring the tears on my cheeks so I could change into some clothes and put on shoes, then gather my purse and Wick’s wallet. Then I unlocked the front door so I wouldn’t ha
I might’ve passed out. Okay, I totally passed out.When I came to, Cannon was smacking me across the cheek. It was probably a dream-come-true moment for him.“Hey, sunshine,” he growled moodily. “Wake up.”My eyes shot open. I was lying on the floor, still in the room where we’d been told what they were going to do to Wick, and his best friend was kneeling over me, scowling.“They’re going to drill a hole in his head,” I uttered, my voice raspy, running too high and too fast.“Yeah,” he muttered, grabbing my forearm and forcing me to sit up. “I’d already figured out as much.”Hugging myself, I began to rock. “Did you call his family?”He nodded. “They’re on their way now.”“And the rest of his friends?”“Been texting them all night, keeping them apprised. Come on,” he urged, waving his hand at me as he stood. “Get up. Let’s go see if the cafeteria’s open yet.”I shook my head bleakly, even as I trailed him from the room. “I don’t think I could eat anything right now.”“Well,
They released me from the hospital two days later.After removing the tube, they sewed the area closed and scheduled me to get the stitches removed in ten days’ time.I’d never been so scared to look into a mirror in my life, but once I did, it wasn’t all that gruesome. They’d shaved a portion off the crown of my head, but I had enough hair everywhere else, I could probably cover the bald spot with not a whole lot of work. It wasn’t Frankenstein-worthy, but it wasn’t pretty either.All my friends visited while I was in the hospital, popping in after practice to check on me. They apologized for not realizing how bad off I’d been, but I told them not to worry about it. Who knew a little concussion would turn into a freaking epidural hematoma and a hole in the head?My family came in and out at all hours of the day, but Haven and Cannon hung around the longest. Izzy even had to stop by our apartment to feed Bingley because Haven didn’t want to leave my side. I had to say, I liked havi
Wick didn’t try to seduce me when we reached the apartment. He must’ve sensed I was no longer in the mood. When I mumbled something about starting a stew for supper, he let me retreat without following me.It took about five minutes of me banging around the kitchen, dragging every vegetable I could find onto the countertops, and lining them up by size, then color, before I realized Wick had left me alone. He didn’t leave me alone when I was upset. He lingered on the fringes, watching me like a hawk, always alert and ready to step in if he was needed.Why the hell had he left me alone?Something was wrong. Oh Lord, what if removing his stitches had hurt him? Dropping the carrots I was trying to wedge between the celery and red peppers, I turned and hurried from the kitchen.When I reached his room, his door was open a foot. I lifted my hand to knock as I approached, but then I paused when I saw him inside pacing and looking extremely agitated.“Motherfucking son of a bitch,” he his
“HayHay,” Wick whispered, his voice broken and full of pain and misery. He started to stand, but I held up a hand.“No, don’t get up. I think… I think I’ll just come down there with you.” And I sank to my knees right where I’d been standing in the doorway. Bingley wiggled in my arms. I let her down, and once she hit the floor, she bounded over to Wick, who picked her up and cuddled her gratefully.Gripping the tops of my thighs, I rocked back and forth and I watched the kitten comfort the man.“So,” I started, swallowing hard before glancing around the room and settling my gaze back on him. “You liked me three years ago? When we were freshmen?”“I…” Pain slashed across his features before he gulped and nodded. “I shared a class with you. The first time I saw you across the room, I thought you were pretty. So I told some of my friends on the team about it.”From the expression on his face, I knew he was downplaying it. Big-time.“Why?” I croaked, wiping wetness from my cheeks. “Wh
Final Issue of “Hopeless Henry”By Alice BennetTaken from the University GazetteSenior year came at last. Thank God. I was so ready to get out of this college and away from certain memories. Certain people.I would always have a soft part for the marching band and the friends I’d made there. I had a feeling I’d remain in most of their lives long after graduation. But other parts, I couldn’t wait to escape.Just a few months to go, and it’d all be over.I was looking forward to starting fresh. I could make myself a clean slate. I could leave behind all the things that haunted me and hopefully find a job in my dream career, then meet someone I clicked with and build a life with her.I wouldn’t have to see Avery or Reuben or any of his bothersome friends ever again. It would be nice.Meanwhile, I was hanging on and making sure I got through as I remained focused on graduation.After being assigned a partner—Elliot—in my orchestration class, I agreed to meet with him at his dorm
“Hey, look,” Wick announced proudly as he appeared in the opening of the hallway that led into the front room where I was kicked back on the couch, browsing through Netflix and searching for something new to watch. “I was finally able to pop the centers out without breaking the outer chocolate rings.”He held up two Reese’s cups to his eyes so he could peer at me through the holes where the peanut butter centers usually went.“Hey, yay! Good job.” I began to clap, only to narrow my eyes when he moved close enough for me to see the cups better as he sat on the couch next to me. “Wait. You cut them out with a knife, didn’t you?”He laughed, dropping the Reese’s from his eyes and confessed, “Yeah. But it was the only way I could do it without breaking the outer ring.”“God, you’re adorable,” I answered, shaking my head and grabbing the front of his shirt so I could pull him in for a kiss.He met my mouth eagerly, tasting like chocolate and peanut butter, which had me humming in delig
Linda writes romance fiction from YA to adult, contemporary to fantasy. Most Kage stories lean more toward the lighter, sillier side with a couple meaningful moments thrown in. Focuses more on entertainment value and emotional impact.Published since 2010. Went through a 2-year writing correspondence class in children’s literature from The Institute of Children’s Literature. Then graduated with a Bachelor of Arts, English with an emphasis in creative fiction writing from Pittsburg State University.Now she lives with her hubby, two daughters, cat Holly, and nine cuckoo clocks in southeast Kansas, USA. Farm girl. Parents were dairy farmers. Was youngest of eight. Big family. Day job as a cataloging library assistant.Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion, character match Hagrid. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can’t
I definitely gotta start my list of thanks to my three: Kurt, Lydia, and Sadie. Whenever I disconnect from everyone, you guys always pull me back to reality. Thanks for being my very own life raft. I love you guys to the moon and back.To Holly: Kurt says you’re our service cat. No matter how bad of a day we might have, you’re there to remind us the world doesn’t revolve around us. It revolves around you, fur baby, and your needs still have to be met no matter what. Thanks for keeping us humble.To my most dependable beta readers ever: Shi Ann, Alaina, and Amanda. I’m still bracing for that day when you decide you’ve read too many of my stories and don’t want anymore, but I haven’t reached your limit yet. So thank you so much for sticking with me this long and giving me your invaluable feedback.To Summer at the Red Pen Revolution: You’re more than I deserve. Thank you for being so nice and helpful with all your editing awesomeness. Love you hard.Then to Shelley at 2 Book Lovers R
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I woke in the middle of the night to a hand nudging my shoulder and Haven’s voice in my ear.“Wick. Honey, get up. The baby’s coming.”My eyes sprang open wide. “What?”She was already flipping on the nightlight and sliding out of bed to bustle around the room, opening drawers to pull out underwear and clothes. When she flopped a suitcase onto the mattress by my feet and began to stuff it with both our things, I sat up watching her from blurry, blinking eyes.“If we leave now,” she said, unsettling Bingley, who’d been curled up asleep in her pillowed bed on the floor as Haven tugged a jacket out from under the cat, “I think we can make it to the hospital by four.”“Hospital? Four?” I glanced toward the nightstand where the clock told me it was barely two in the morning.“Yeah. I definitely don’t want to be on the road when the baby arrives.”Finally awake enough to think a bit clearer, I shook my head. “But what baby?”Pausing abruptly to send me a harassed glance, Haven cried,
“Hey, look,” Wick announced proudly as he appeared in the opening of the hallway that led into the front room where I was kicked back on the couch, browsing through Netflix and searching for something new to watch. “I was finally able to pop the centers out without breaking the outer chocolate rings.”He held up two Reese’s cups to his eyes so he could peer at me through the holes where the peanut butter centers usually went.“Hey, yay! Good job.” I began to clap, only to narrow my eyes when he moved close enough for me to see the cups better as he sat on the couch next to me. “Wait. You cut them out with a knife, didn’t you?”He laughed, dropping the Reese’s from his eyes and confessed, “Yeah. But it was the only way I could do it without breaking the outer ring.”“God, you’re adorable,” I answered, shaking my head and grabbing the front of his shirt so I could pull him in for a kiss.He met my mouth eagerly, tasting like chocolate and peanut butter, which had me humming in delig
Final Issue of “Hopeless Henry”By Alice BennetTaken from the University GazetteSenior year came at last. Thank God. I was so ready to get out of this college and away from certain memories. Certain people.I would always have a soft part for the marching band and the friends I’d made there. I had a feeling I’d remain in most of their lives long after graduation. But other parts, I couldn’t wait to escape.Just a few months to go, and it’d all be over.I was looking forward to starting fresh. I could make myself a clean slate. I could leave behind all the things that haunted me and hopefully find a job in my dream career, then meet someone I clicked with and build a life with her.I wouldn’t have to see Avery or Reuben or any of his bothersome friends ever again. It would be nice.Meanwhile, I was hanging on and making sure I got through as I remained focused on graduation.After being assigned a partner—Elliot—in my orchestration class, I agreed to meet with him at his dorm
“HayHay,” Wick whispered, his voice broken and full of pain and misery. He started to stand, but I held up a hand.“No, don’t get up. I think… I think I’ll just come down there with you.” And I sank to my knees right where I’d been standing in the doorway. Bingley wiggled in my arms. I let her down, and once she hit the floor, she bounded over to Wick, who picked her up and cuddled her gratefully.Gripping the tops of my thighs, I rocked back and forth and I watched the kitten comfort the man.“So,” I started, swallowing hard before glancing around the room and settling my gaze back on him. “You liked me three years ago? When we were freshmen?”“I…” Pain slashed across his features before he gulped and nodded. “I shared a class with you. The first time I saw you across the room, I thought you were pretty. So I told some of my friends on the team about it.”From the expression on his face, I knew he was downplaying it. Big-time.“Why?” I croaked, wiping wetness from my cheeks. “Wh