Just like You

of Madrid’s office made an appointment for Antonio to see him at 4 o’clock in the afternoon, four days later. The official said it could not be earlier because the regidor was at Escorial and would not be returning for several days. Antonio wondered just how important the king’s life could be if the meeting could be delayed for that long. Couldn’t they send someone to Escorial to tell the regidor? Eventually, and after Antonio had played in nightly performances with the Wandering Chordsmen at…

come up with a response. “Did you suddenly go mute?” “No, Coach.” “Districts are next week! I can’t afford for you to not have your head in the game! What’s wrong with you?” “It’s nothi—” “Don’t you ‘nothing’…

is the tough job? Managers work the process, but leaders work people. Minister 's are in the "people business" and indeed people are tough to get along with. It seems like so many souls could be saved, but people get in the way! Working with people is never on the top of the "to do" list. Many want to live as Emperor and just dictate what is going to happen. Maxwell reminds us that we need to complete and not compete. He lists five things this will take: listening, finding common ground,…

was. Them being together was, “like their lives were overlapping lines like they had their own gravity. Usually, that serendipity thing felt like the nicest thing the universe had ever done for her” (Rowell 145). This gravity Park depicts is him being able to rise above the ideals of his friends and family. He is so consumed by his love for her, that she becomes a priority over everything else in his life. Park expresses this when telling Eleanor, “Nothing before you counts,” he said. “And I…

not Jer. You are not my father, nor will you ever be, so you don’t have the right to call him Jer.” Her hands formed into defensive and protective fists, but they stayed glued to her side. She wouldn’t dare to purposely hurt someone. She sat there wishing that Sterling had that same mentality as he set his hand down on her upper thigh. “No matter what we call him, he’ll still be gone until 3:35.” As his hand slowly crept up her leg, she tensed and stood up. “You know, I’ve actually…

Carmilla left her class early. She needed to grab a shower, plus she had to pick out something to wear. She power walked back to her room just so she could be ready for 6:30. She managed to get back to her room by 5:45 which gave her plenty of time to shower, and fix herself up. She jumped into the shower and got out 10 minutes later. 'What the hell do I wear? Are we going somewhere nice or casual? Should I text her and see? Fuck it, I 'll surprise her. ' Carmilla decided to wear her black…

It was the day before Christmas, It was cold, snowy, windy, and rainy, and Bay had just received a very important call, a devastating call, He was gone. The date and the year was December 5, 2000, In Kansas City. Bay Is in a little twist with her friend Emmet. Emmet is deaf, and he goes to a deaf school, he also really loves photography and art,and will do anything for anyone no matter what they do to him or other people. Bay and her brother Jackson live in a rich environment. Bay…

during games of Truth or Dare. The question was always the same. “Come on Delaney, you’ve gotta tell us! Who do you like?” Naturally, answer was always the same too. I’d offer a half-hearted shrug and a glance to the side. “I’m just friends with boys. I don’t really feel like I need to date them.” That was why Mike was so important. Mike was the first boy that I’d ever loved. Mike felt like a bit of an outlier. He was…

she said, lighting the stove. “He just doesn’t usually look like that. You’ll see when he gets here.” She straightened up and turned to face me, smiling. “Would you like some tea?” “That would be wonderful, thank you,” I answered with my own smile. Still, I could not shake the odd feeling I had gotten about her words. What sort of man was Mr. Jones? “You can sit down, Mr. Miller,” Mrs. Jones said from the stove. “Ah, yes, of course!” I faltered. “Thank you.” I pulled out one of the wooden…

texted me the address of the cabin, and I went for a drive with a shotgun in the backseat of my Tahoe. Is it the right thing to do? Maybe not. Am I going to scare the living shit out of some kids? Yes I am. “Xavier, what if she shows up with Damon, you know how bad this can look.” I hear a teenage girls’ voice say as two kids walked up to the porch. I guess Xavier cant keep his pants on. I started recording everything, how he pushed her up against the wall and started kissing her. I was going to…