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Christmas Present
She thought about going to Kit’s, but immediately discarded the thought. Kit was like a hungry grizzly bear after hibernation whenever she had to fly more than six hours, and the flight from Australia to LA was 14.
There was no way she was putting herself into her beloved sister’s line of fire for at least another couple days. She pulled her purse out of the desk drawer thinking the beach might bring her some peace, but before she could reach for her coat she heard it again….a little Christmas bell jingling.
“What the fuck!?” She grabbed her purse and coat. “Where the hell is that noise coming from?” She muttered as she left her office behind.
After making another search of James’s desk area to make sure the jingle wasn’t coming from her office suite, Bette decided to wander up the hall, just to satisfy her curiosity. She looked in a couple classrooms
along the way, but still couldn’t find a bell or anything else making any noise. In fact the only noise that she could hear besides the periodic jingle was the click click of her heels on the shiny waxed floor.
“Enough!” She grumbled. “This is ridiculous!”
“What’s ridiculous is you talking to yourself in an empty school!”
“FUUUCK!!!” Bette screeched, as she whipped around to where the voice was coming from.
“Hey Bette,” Dana said calmly, sitting on the hood of a blue Saab floating a couple of feet off the floor.
“Dana?” Bette managed to squeak out as she backed up against the wall.
“Yeah, it’s me,” Dana smiled as she held up a little Christmas bell and jingled it. “Sorry about the dramatic entrance.” She looked upwards to the heavens and then back at Bette, rolling her eyes. “You think dykes like a lot of drama? We’ve got nothing on the drama they come up with up there.”
She tossed the bell into the front seat and jumped off the car. “So, anyway, how are you?”
“I…uh…uh….I” Bette struggled to make sense of the image standing in front of her, on one level believing it, but at the same time thinking she just might be going a bit insane.
“You’re not going insane, Bette. It’s really me,” Dana said exasperated. “Look, I don’t have a lot of time. I still have to visit my family, who between me dying and Howey coming out are just one big hot mess, but I couldn’t let you go another Christmas with your head so far up your ass, so…”
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Wonderful story. Thank you for my Christmas gift. Merry Christmas
Absolutely lovely. Thank you merry Xmas to you and yours
That was saccharine sweet… just what was needed despite an over indulgence of Christmas fayre… loved your take on ‘a Christmas Carole’..totally delightful..thanks Sea! keep nudging each other with Ally…it’s good for the rest of us! Kx
Lovely story, and it’s always a pleasure to see Dana! Thank you and Merry Christmas. :)
Aww, this was so cute! I loved it. Thanks!
Reminding us what Christmas is truly about and the importance of family, all families.
Merry Christmas :)
Wonderful, loving story. Can we get another couple chapters of this story? I know, too greedy. Always loved your writing.
I like what you had Dana say about Christmas Past and Future-oh so true. I am glad that Bette was able to see the Present and choose to go to Angie and Tina-I loved how you had Angie’s speech in the writing. Thanks for sharing.
That was great, Sea. What could be better than Bette and Tina together?
Bravo, well done
That was lovely. Christmas stories are great.
Perfect! That was just perfect. Please come back with a longer story.
Wonderful as always Sea. You have a great talent and i hope you can keep exploring it. Thank you for the story. Bette better not tell Alice she’s seen Dana !!! Happy Christmas x
Love it.PPS
Awesome work Seahurst! GOlly, this site has ben the best Christmas present this year with all of the wonderful stories. Thanks to you Seahurst and all the rest for making or dreams come true with awesome stories. the New Year will begin on a great note. thanks for coming back and giving it a go and please continue as we all love your stories.
love it….tks
Sweet and sad at the same time, oh how we loved you Dana Fairbanks