John Jones
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Noah sighed as he read Violet's last text. He sent her one back that said goodnight but he knew he well enough to know her phone was already off for the night and she wouldn't see it until morning. He knew everything about her. It would be impossible not to after spending twenty-four years together. She knew everything about him too except one very important detail. Violet was completely clueless that he had been in love with her for more than half of his life. By all accounts, it didn't make…
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Nathan listened to his sister's explanation about her show intently up until the timer for the apple rose puffs went off. The only time she showed any real passion about anything was when she talked about dance. The rest of the time she could be pretty apathetic. Most people were under the impression that Violet didn't care about anything but that was because they never heard her go on forever and a day about dance. The way her entire countenance lit up while talking about her passion completely…
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Violet texted her best friend back as she sat down in the kitchen to watch Nathan work. 'No need to feel bad. How's the competition going?' 'Joey already made it into the semifinals' Noah replied. Joey was one of his students. He was twelve and currently a brown belt. Violet had seen him spar before; he was rather talented for his age. Just like Noah had been. Her friend had taken this boy under his wing. She suspected it was because he saw himself in Joey. He looked out for all of his students…
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Violet came home in a white tee shirt and sweats covered in stage makeup, proving her last show for the night had ended. She always left the costumes at the studio to avoid liability if something happened to it. When she rode the elevator up to her family's apartment she could hear screaming coming from the penthouse. What on earth?! Rushing up the stairs, she saw Nathan spinning their mother around as he lifted her in the air. She was the one who was shrieking as her husband simply laughed at the…
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October 2039 Keeley was lying on the couch boredly scrolling through her phone with her head in Aaron's lap after they both got home from work. It was far too quiet around here now that the kids were grown. Violet and Nathan still lived at home because they were based in New York but they hardly ever spent any time here anymore. She was a ballerina with the New York City ballet and only worked about 30 hours a week but most of that was in the evenings. She was typically at home when her parents were…
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Kyle continued showing Jeremy the ropes until lunchtime, when he led him to the cafeteria. Roger came along with them. They got their trays—they were serving Mexican food today—and sat down together at a table. A deceptively youthful man with red hair plunked his tray down next to Roger. "What is up my dudes? Cam ditched me for a business lunch with a potential investor so here I am." "We're eating with the new guy," he replied. "Introduce yourself, kid." Jeremy was a bit stunned by this…
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Packing up his life and moving into a simple apartment in one of the sketchier neighborhoods in Manhattan with three roommates hadn't been too difficult for Jeremy. He was used to bad neighborhoods. They didn't vary much from city to city. He would have moved to one of the cheaper of the five boroughs if not for the fact that it would make commuting to work harder. Making a good impression was vital; he could not allow himself to be late. Ever. On his first day of work, Jeremy made sure to wear the…
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The recruiter at the table was smiling professionally when Jeremy approached. "Hello! Are you interested in a career with Hale Investments?" Oh boy, was he! But he worried that if he ended up working at a branch office he would never find a way to get noticed. Wouldn't it be better to start out somewhere more noticeable and work his way into the main branch from there? "How does someone get a job at the main office?" Jeremy asked casually. Of course he already knew the basics from word of mouth…
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Jeremy Ward had been fascinated with business since he was a kid with a lemonade stand growing up in a poor neighborhood in a suburb of Washington D.C. The cops showed up and shut him and his friends down, gruffly saying they needed a business permit. He had no idea you needed a permit for such a thing. He was only trying to make enough money to afford to go to summer camp like all the other kids from school. It was his first taste of the realities of the business world but it was far from his last.…
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Gray seemed surprised to see his half-brother when he arrived in the visitation area. Even prison hadn't managed to stop him from acting debonair as ever. Completely shameless. "I didn't think you were coming this month," he said slyly Aaron sighed as he sat down. "My father-in-law died. Things were a bit chaotic at home." "I'm so sorry to hear that. He was a good man." The sentiment had been shared with him several dozen times since Robert passed away but this one particularly grated on him.…
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