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    Collision Course – 4.04

    Collision Course – 4.04

     

     

     

     

                “No, like, cute, sexy, cute,” said Shane to Alice as they stuffed the last box into the van.  Alice stared at Shane, thinking that maybe Shane was finally going to start living life again.  Alice had finally let go of Lara, missing her, wanting the sexy soup chef, but knowing that she needed to be in New York right now.  But as much as she’d been back in the dating scene, at odd moment’s she was regaled with thoughts of Lara.

     

                “That’s good,” said Alice.  Losing Dana to cancer had been one thing, but losing Lara to a job had been another.  The lovely red head had chosen a job instead of her, and that still stung.  They spoke on the phone, but it had turned from passion to friendship.  Alice sighed, wanting to find someone she wasn’t FRIENDS with first so that when it ended, it simply ended.

     

                “I think she could be your type, well, a little tomboy, but, sexy…,” began Shane.

     

                “No,” groaned Alice, making a face at the thought of a very butch woman lighting her flame. 

     

                “Why not?  You have to get back up on the horse sometime,” said Shane.  Alice sat on the edge of the truck, her legs swinging to and fro, head hanging down, dejected.

     

                “I can’t,” admitted Alice.  She’d been on a few dates, but all of them had fizzled quickly.  There was no one like Dana, or like Lara.  Alice sighed.

     

                “Yeah, you can,” egged on Shane.

     

                “Like you did?  You forgot about Carmen in like, two seconds.  You had this cute, sexy, wonderfully devoted woman who wanted to MARRY you, and you…”

     

                “I know what I did,” Shane said coolly.  “Does everyone have to keep reminding me of it?”

     

                “I’m sorry, Shane,” sighed Alice.  Grabbing Shane, pulling her into a half hug.  Shane sighed, melting against Alice.

     

                “I’m not paying you to sit around,” barked Tina in jest from the doorway, Angelica on her hip.  Angelica was bouncing up and down, giving her earth mother, Alice, a wicked grin.

     

                “You’re not paying us at all,” corrected Shane.  Pulling away from Alice, just like she’d been pulling away from everyone else. 

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    1. Love Alice! She’s got the best humor, and I can totally picture her saying these things with that face of hers! Priceless! Rosita wants to keep her mysterious act up, wonder if Al’s gonna be able to get her Hottie Latina. Laughed my ass off when that paper with Al’s boss on the chart got published lol, still laughing hahaha. So excited for the next update. You’re doing it again J, you are my drug, I’m hooked!!!

    2. Glad you are getting moved.When I lived in Maine couldnt grow nothing,being from Tx the growing season wasnt long enough. Like Rosita she acts so tough but I believe she is a very gentle person at heart. Alice can get in trouble just by breathing, DONT PACK YOUR PC UNTIL THE 25 and make it your first thing to unpack. Be nice to your G?F so you can keep us happy also thanks bvh

    3. Thanks for the heads up…I did not know the creative writing site existed…this means more time on the computer…I hope I don’t go blind from constantly staring at my laptop…too many stories so little time.

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