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    Bitter Happiness ch4

    Story written on July 28, 2005 by Counting_Stars.
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    “The things we’ll never know”

                Thinking that this time Gabby did really change, Alice thought, even if she is ready to admit her love for Dana. She did not have to act on it. She had not been acting on it for six years. Why not the rest of her life?

                Alice picked up her cell phone and scanned threw her phone book. Pressing a familiar number.

                “Hello,” The voice on the other end said.

                “Hey, Gabby, it’s Alice.”

                “I know it’s you, Alice.” Gabby said. “I have been waiting for your call.”

                “I am sure you have.” Alice said smiling at how Gabby always thought she was right about things.  “I wanted to know if you would like to meet for dinner sometime this week.”

                “Oh, you know I would.” Gabby said.

                “Great, how’s tomorrow?”

                “Sounds delicious my dear.”

                “Yeah, okay. Well I got to go. Tomorrow, 7 at Tony’s.” Alice said.

                “Of course, were else would we go.” Gabby said remembering the countless times that she and Alice had gone to Tony’s.

                “Yeah, bye Gabby.” Alice said hanging up the phone.

     

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                Alice had arrived at Tony’s at a quarter after seven. She knew Gabby, and Gabby was always late. So Alice figured that she would only be sitting for ten minutes, rather then a half hour by herself.

                The journalist entered a dimly lit, small Italian restaurant. In her mind it was her and Gabby’s restaurant, but Alice knew that they just went there because it was cheap. And Alice did not feel like spending money when it came to Gabby. Because with Gabby it was always *****, and pretty much nothing more. Until the ***** ended that is, then Alice had heart break.

                Alice looked around, and there was Gabby sitting at a table. On time. Alice walked up to the table with a shocked look on her face.

                “Hey, you’re late. I have been waiting for ten minutes.” Gabby said standing up and kissing Alice on the cheek.

                “I-I” Alice was speechless; never in her wildest dream did she expect that Gabby Devaux would be waiting for her.

                “I told you that I have changed.” Gabby said as Alice took a seat at the table.

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    3. i have to admitt i do like to make people blush,but the comment not that blush worthy just true. anyway love the story just like the other one i have a feeling your going to keep us on the edge waiting for them to admitt their feelings. im so hooked and happy birthday.

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