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    I Wouldn’t Change A Single Thing 10

    I pull myself from Dana’s chest, looking at her suspiciously, “What do you mean about your relationship with Lara?”

     

    She pulls me to my feet, “Come on.”

     

    I pull my arm away from her hand, “Where are we going?”

     

    See looks off into the distance, “Well we have about a two mile hike ahead of us back to the car, but you’ll see where were headingno come on.”

     

    I’m not amused. “Dana, seriously, where do you want to take me?”

     

    She pulls be close as we start to walk, “I want to go back to my apartment. There’s something I want to show you and I’ll explain Lara and I.”

     

    I’m leery, but I have to trust her. I take her hand in mine as we walk, “Wow, I did walk pretty far.”

     

    She giggles, “I’m telling ya.”

     

    We finally make it to my car moving towards Dana’s house, I rest my hand on her knee, “You doing okI mean, you feel alright?”

     

    She smiles, reassuring me, “Yeah, I’m fine.” She pats my hand.

     

    We reach Dana’s house. I sit in the car. I’m worried about what I’m going to hear. And what could she possibly have to show me?

     

    She runs her hand down my arm, sending shivers down my spine, “Come on Al. It’s safe. I promise.” Her radiant smile calms my nerves as we make our way into her house.

     

    “Come on Al. It’s in my bedroom.” Dana tries to pull me up the stairs.

     

    Oh I feel for this one before, “Oh ho ho, I don’t think so Fairbanks. You’re not going to sweeten me up that fast. What kind of girl do you think I am?”

     

    “Alice” She looks at me, I don’t budge. “Ok, ok I’ll bring it down here.”

     

    I walk around the living room, waiting for her to return. I trace my fingers across the arm of the couch; I suppose it’s our couch. I giggle to myself. I walk over to the mantel, looking at the pictures of Dana with her family and with our friends

     

    My eye comes to rest on a shot of the two of us. It was taken at the Planet during last year’s pride. Dana is standing over me, her arms draped across my chest, resting her chin in the crock of my neck. A smile unconsciously spreads across my face, remembering that night was the first time Dana told me she loved me.

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    1. I love it that they are communicating and found their way back to each other. Now, just make Dana better and everything will be right with the world. (Smile)

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