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    Don’t Go Away – No.1

    Shane just stared at Al, who looked as if a big weight had been taken off her shoulders. Her first reaction was of course happiness, then sadness, then the emotions got all mixed up and Shane didn’t know what to think.

    “Well Yoda, c’mon give old Luke here a little bit of wisdom,” Al joked, but the slight edge of urgency in her voice didn’t escape Shane.

    “When does the job start?”

    “I move in two weeks,” Al whispered, lowering her head as to avoid seeing Shane’s reaction. Alice didn’t realise it but she had begun to cry, her tears making tiny little circles on Shane’s jeans.

    “And Dana?” Shane always had suspicions about Dane and Alice. They were inseparable, they knew the best of each other, and could tolerate the worst. The entire gang just assumed that one day they would move into a relationship, having already lived like a married couple for the last seven or so years, but somehow hearing this confession from Alice, it just sounded strange.

    “Love her.” Alice replied. She saw no use in diddle daddling around with the truth. She needed Shane’s help, and therefore Shane needed to know everything.

    “Then you need to tell her that.”

    “I know.”


     

     

     

    Dana walked into her apartment, her mind still fixed on her earlier meeting with Alice. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but she knew something big was troubling her friend, and it killed her to know that Al didn’t feel comfortable letting Dana help her.

    “Pookie?” Tonya’s voice clanged from the kitchen, causing Dana to cringe. She hated that pet name, but was too scared of Tonya to tell her that. ‘I’ll get around to it one day,’ she justified as she walked into the kitchen to find Tonya making herself dinner. Note – Herself. Dana was less than impressed to find that while she was out training ‘Ton Ton’ had done nothing but cook herself some fatty mould of bacon and cheese.

    “Pookie I know you don’t like this food, so I just figured you’d want to make your own,” Tonya stated as she gave Dana a peck on the lips and moved out to the lounge room.

    Dana tried to suppress the second thoughts about her engagement as she cooked herself dinner. They were becoming more and more frequent, but she pushed them aside as just a case of ‘cold feet,’ too scared to come to terms with the real reasons behind her doubts.

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