Ghost of Christmas Past 5

“So where are we off to this time?” Alice asked.

“Patience still isn’t your strong suit, is it?” Dana joked.

“You haven’t been gone that long!” Alice responded. “So where are we off to?”

“You’ll recognize it, don’t worry.” And with that they were off. When Alice opened her eyes, she was in her own living room.

“You brought me to my own apartment for a show and tell? What are you going to do, show me how bad my house keeping skills are and tell me to improve them?”

Dana looked around the apartment, smiling, “It’s actually not that bad. You’ve been working hard.”

“Not really, Helena made me get a service to come in every two weeks. She told me that showers needed to be cleaned more often than I thought to do it.”

Dana nodded as she walked towards Alice’s hall closet. She was getting frustrated when she couldn’t find what she was looking for in the closet.

“You know, if you tell me what you’re looking for, I would probably be able to tell you where it was.” Alice said, peering over Dana’s shoulder, watching her rip her closet apart. Dana appeared not to hear Alice as she continued to rip Alice’s closet apart.

“Where’s my stuff?” Dana asked, finally giving up.

“What stuff? Your parents took most of your stuff.”

“I had two boxes in my condo marked with your name on them.”

“Oh, those” Alice replied, “They’re downstairs in the storage area.”

“In your storage area, the place in your parking lot that you won’t go to because there are too many spiders down there? That’s where you put my stuff. Nice, Al.”

“What? No, Dane, it’s not like that. It’s just…I couldn’t. They were in here with me for a few weeks, but I just kept staring at them. I even opened one of them up, but there was a picture on top of us and I just lost it.” Alice walked away from Dana as she tried to hide the tears that were falling. “So, Helena finally made me bring them downstairs. She said it was ok if I waited until I was steadier in grief or something like that, before I went through them.”