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Christmas Present
“What? Wait just a minute!” Bette said indignant. “Who the hell…”
“I’m Dana…you know, Dana Fairbanks, tennis player…your friend Dane.”
“I know who the fuck Dana is…was…I mean…!” Bette started to ferociously rub her temple. “What are you talking about..head up my ass?!”
“Bette,” Dana smirked. “You know exactly what I mean…”
“Okay, wait…” Bette leaned heavily against the wall and stared into the eyes of the woman who had been one of her best friends. “Just wait,” she whispered.
Dana understood the hesitation and smiled at Bette.
“Dane?” Bette whispered reverently as she reached out tenderly touching Dana’s cheek.
Even in her heavenly state Dana was still Dana, which means she blushed at feeling her friend’s touch. “Yeah,” she said shyly, “it’s me.”
“Dana!” Bette reached out and grabbed onto her friend, smothering her with a bear hug. “Oh my God have you been missed!”
Dana giggled in Bette’s arms, taking a moment to revel in the love of her friend. Better enjoy it now, she thought, not knowing how Bette will respond to her plan.
“Okay okay, enough with the mushy stuff,” Dana said as she disentangled herself from Bette, smiling to show Bette how much that moment meant to her. “Let’s get down to business.”
“Which is?” Bette asked, crossing her arms.
“Bette, Bette, Bette…” Dana says as she shakes her head. “You know why I’m here.”
“Actually Dana,” Bette says a little harsher than she intended. “I really don’t.”
“Hello?” Dana says waving her arm around. “What day is it…and what am I?” She asks.
“It’s Christmas Eve,” Bette says quietly. “And you are my friend.”
Dana stopped her waving for a moment. “Yes, I am your friend,” she acknowledged. “But,” she said loudly as she pointed her finger at Bette. “I am also a ghost!”
“Oh come on Bette!” she said stomping her foot at Bette’s confused look. “Christmas Eve… ghost… head up your ass??!!! Didn’t you ever watch A Christmas Carol?!”
“Are you saying…?” Bette asked incredulously.
“Yeeesss! That’s what I’m saying! Geez!” Dana fell back against the car exhausted.
“So you’re telling me that you have come visiting me in the halls of academia to be the Ghost of my Christmas Past?” Bette asked.
“Okay, first, there’s no reason to be sarcastic, we all have the same goal here. Second…”
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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