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    How Hard Can it Be – Part 4a

    “Well to start with you slept on my porch. Do you really want to look like you slept on my porch when I take you to go and see Alice?”

    “Shane, I can’t go and see her. I really can’t. I have to give her some time or something.”

    “***** it Dana. Just go and get in the shower and I will find something in my closet that screams “Nerdy Straight Girl”.” Shane smiled thinking of Al. Dana still didn’t move from her chair, but shot Shane a contemptuous look. “Dana, go now!” Shane said. Dana reluctantly got out of her chair and walked toward Shane’s bathroom.

    Mark smiled over at Shane. “You think they’ll ever get it right?”

    “Definitely. They were made for each other.”

    Mark watched Shane for a moment longer. “We’re ok right? I mean I just noticed that” Mark let his voice trail off. “I just wanted to make sure that me and you are cool.”

    “Yeah. We’re still cool.” Shane answered as she got up and went into her bedroom to look for some clothes for Dana.

     

    “What are you thinking about?” Jenny looked over at her companion and gave him a small half smile.

    “It’s beautiful out here.” Jenny said slowly. Burr smiled at her and went back to watching the road. “So have you ever been to Texas before?”

    “Yes, I have.” Burr smiled sad, but fond of the time that he had spent in Texas.

    Jenny nodded. “Some of my best memories are in Texas.” Jenny said. “Iuhlost myvirginityin Texas.” Jenny smiled. “I used to go and visit my Grandma every summer. I’d always want to stay longer, but myparents always told me that I had to come home.”

    “What was she like?” Burr asked.

    “She wasincredible.” Jenny debated the right word for a moment and then continued. “She wastoughShe didn’t. Take ***** from people. Not even my father.” Jenny looked back out the window as she mentioned her father and Burr waited for her to continue. “She hated him. Didn’tthink he was good enough. For my mother. Or me. In some ways he wasn’tbut he was still my father.” Jenny finished quietly. She hadn’t thought about her grandmother in ages. Lately all of her thoughts had been so preoccupied with other things. But as soon as she had made the decision to leave it had been the first place that had leapt into her mind. Slowly Jenny crawled back inside her own head. And Burr, sensing that she was done sharing, reached over and flipped on the radio and set the volume to a low level as they continued their long drive.

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