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    Great Unexpectations Chapter 37

    Story written on August 22, 2008 by redhorse.
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    Season 5ish. Finale.

    "Shut the fuck up Alice", Shane mumbled through her pillow.

    "Oh jesus, are you serious with this? Tina and I have already been out for a run. You’re getting old there, girlie", she goaded.

    "Not too old to kick your ass, Al", Shane came back at her.

    "Not too old but definitely too trashed", Alice retorted. "Come on you bum it’s almost noon. Let’s at least get you some breakfast. Or lunch."

    Shane’s stomach began to churn at those words. "Oh no", she moaned. "Not smart Al. Not smart." She stumbled out of bed bent over and clutching her stomach, praying to Christ Almighty to just give her the strength and speed to make it to the toilet in time. She did. Alice made the bed while Shane emptied her stomach. "Are you through?", she called out callously. "Come on. Let’s goooo!!", she smiled to herself.

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    An hour later Shane and Alice were sitting at a sidewalk table of a popular downtown restaurant. Shane’s pale face was for the most part shrouded in her large sunglasses. She huddled around her cup of coffee, clinging to the hope that the pounding in her head would soon stop. Alice watched her friend suffer with a mild amusement while nibbling on an artichoke from her Greek salad. Getting no conversational input from her lunch partner, Alice resorted to eavesdropping on a nearby table. Two older gentlemen, donning their finest John Deere caps and suspenders, were discussing the finer points of wildlife pest control. Red squirrels seemed to take up much of their focus. They hotly debated the pros and cons of trapping and removal versus plunking the unwelcome critters with pellet guns. "What you really have to do is stop feeding the birds. Those sunflower seeds bring out the squirrels more than anything", one man said to the other. "And of course", continued the other, "once you introduce the seeds into the mix you have to worry about the bears." This caught Alice’s attention immediately. She choked slightly on her food and reached for a glass of water. After regaining her composure she leaned over and tapped one of the gentlemen on his flanneled shoulder. "Excuse me. Did you say bears?", she asked with wide eyes. The man turned to look at the pretty young blond and at once saw her concern. "Well, yes miss. I did. Sometimes we get bear in these parts."

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    3. Loved it!!!! Really thorough ending especially Mr Buckley’s demise. Thx so much for a greatly intriguing story. And my soppy heart loves the ending. Maybe

    4. maybe, one day u’ll let us in on how Cora progressed and do a little update on B, T, A, The poopy dog [u know they can be trained to do it in the one place], new baby and Alice. maybe…see my big pleading puppy dog eyes!!!!

    6. well, well, well, look who finally posted her story! it was definitely worth the wait so i won’t bust your chops too much. can’t wait to read the new one. i was a bit surprised that mr. buckley’s demise. i kinda figured it would feature a shovel, a hammer, and a ticket to tahiti. anyway, thanks for giving us this story. i know the next one will be even better!!

    7. I have missed you and this story. I loved the ending with Cora getting some of her childhood back and Richard doing whatever was needed to make sure she was safe from the “evil dad”. I loved the banter between Alice and the locals at the beach. Heck, in our area we still stop for funerals. I do hope that you will revisit this story at some time down the road. You left us hanging with a pregnant Tina and mommy Bette.

    9. Bittersweet. Yhat’s what it is. We are blessed with another post, but the post is the finale. Thanks for coming back to finish. Thank you for your story. I hope you will share another s with us.

    10. Gotta echo Spumoni – very bittersweet it is. Thank you for this amazing finale….hope to see another one from you, whether it be a continuation of this one or something else – when you can, of course…till then ;)

    12. I just wanted to express my graditude for your story I have been guilty of silent reading but just had to let you know how much I love this story. Great journey which had me scared happy and joyful for our girls and poor Cory. Thanks

    15. I absolutly loved this story and hate to see it go. So I’m with Rau in the pleading for a little tidbit in the future of how Cora is doing. And how B&T, Angie and her little brother or sister (or maybe both LOL)are doing….please???But every story of you will make me read it, thank you Red and hope it won’t take too long for a little somnething from you!

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