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    Lest I Forget (10)

    I finally fell asleep that night thinking about her, the house, the upcoming furniture shopping, and a million other things that related to our life together, and realized I’d never been happier in my life, even when I was thousands of miles away from her.

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    Alice squeezed my hand from the bed. I looked over at her and instantly felt like shit, since she had tears in her eyes.

    “I’m sorry, baby. Please don’t cry,” I whispered, feeling awful that I’d upset her. She hadn’t been awake for very long, and I’d been in her room with her since she’d woken up, continuing my story from the day before.

    She shook her head slightly and squeezed my hand harder. “Okay, okay,” I tried to soothe her, not really understanding what was wrong. “Did I make you sad?” I asked quietly.

    She blinked twice and sighed. “It makes you sad to remember?” She blinked twice again. “You’re just sentimental this morning?” I asked finally, smiling at her. She sighed again, but this time it wasn’t sad. She fixed me with I assumed was her version of a glare, and it made me laugh as I kissed her forehead.

    “It’s okay, I’m a little sentimental too,” I murmured, running my fingertips over the bandages on her head. “These should be coming off pretty soon, baby,” I said softly. I looked at her and smiled and she returned it as best she was able. It still looked a lot closer to a grimace than a smile, but it made me happy regardless. “Bet you’re happy about that, huh? You never did like headwear.” She shot me her version of a glare, and it made me laugh. “I know, you’re gonna punch me for that one once you’re able. Knowing me I’ll forget about it and report you to the cops once it happens though.” She made a sound that I guessed would have been a laugh if she’d had all her faculties.

    “The kids are both coming to visit you tonight, Al,” I reported once I’d kissed her cheek and sat back down. “Everybody else wants to see you too, but I told them you need more rest. You do, too…and don’t argue with me.” I tried to give her a stern look, but I’m pretty sure I failed. Not that it mattered, really. She just squeezed my hand, which I deduced was her way of agreeing with me.

    Comments

    1. So not filler, MT… I love the day-to-day stuff and the amazing connection and interaction between Alice and Dana. I don’t know of another writer that captures that as well as you do in both their thoughts and conversations. I love that Alice is still able to communicate — limited though it is. So sad, but, so true that Dana would prefer Alice bedridden and being able to talk. I gotta say: I’ve packed myself and had other folks do it and I prefer other folks doing it. I never thought I would, but, if you get good folks, it really is the way to go. I had one move where the mover actually fixed furniture that was broken before he put it in the truck. Look at me with my filler comments! ;-D I hope you are doing OK. I would so go to bed at 7 if I could swing it. Stupid work. In any case… Thanks for another incredible update to an amazing story, MT!!

    2. heh I’ve stayed in my apartment for 12 yrs just cause I don’t want to pack, books and dvd’s alone would be a nightmare :)…Al’s comment about Shane building the bed took me right to when the three of them did the Love Boat commentary which was too effin funny…really great chap!!

    3. I love them! You’re writing is impeccable as always!Hope all is well with you! Sometimes you need to take time-out for yourself! I usually do it with wine, but that’s here nor there!!

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