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    Lest I Forget (12)

    Story written on March 18, 2008 by MutedTempest.
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    The doctor talks. Shane talks a little. Dana and Charlie do too. Not much else happens, give me a break. It’s not even four pages.

    “Dana, it’s not early. It’s eleven. I would have knocked, but I saw the doctor in there so I figured I’d wait.”

    “Oh. Sorry, I haven’t looked at a clock in awhile. Distracted I guess,” I replied.

    “Of course you are. It wasn’t meant to be an insult.” She sighed again and sat back down on the bench. “Come on, sit down. You’ve got old feet.”

    “So do you,” I replied, but there was no energy in it. I just kinda sank onto the bench and looked at her. I don’t know why it always surprised me to realize my friends were old. I had no problem looking at myself in the mirror, and while Alice looked young for her age she was obviously a lot older than she’d been. Still, seeing the rest of them in their late sixties and early seventies always threw me more than it should have. I only noticed it at very random moments. No idea why. I guess in my head, everybody stayed about the same age they were when I met them. Isn’t that stupid?

    “Yeah…but yours have a few years on mine,” Shane said in response. I snapped back to attention…as much as I could, anyway. But there really wasn’t anything else to say, so we just sat there until the doctor walked out. And then we kept sitting there because there didn’t seem to be much point in going right back into the room.

    “You remember that party we had right after we moved into the house?” I asked finally.

    Shane, who had been staring off into space for the past ten minutes or so, slowly turned to look at me. “Of course I do. I’m not senile.”

    “Good, because I think I might be getting there,” I said honestly.

    “You just need more sleep. Once you two get home you’ll be all right. We’ll look into getting you some really good nurses to come and help out. Don’t worry about it,” she replied.

    “Okay. You wanna come in with me? I was just telling her about the party when the doctor came in.”

    “Sure. I should say hi to her anyway. That’s pretty much why I came to begin with,” Shane said softly. We stood up from the bench and walked into Alice’s room, and I saw the tears on her face before Shane did. I got to her side as quickly as I could, grabbing her hand and kissing it until she managed to move her head enough to look at me. There were still tears in her eyes.

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    1. Loving the idea of the gang in their sixties and seventies, as well as the fact that they’ve mostly satyed connected, just like family, as opposed to the friends who come through our lives over the years. Looking forward to your next…you know the idea of Alice finding ways to communicate without a voice is something I appreciate. LOL. Looking forward to your next…the block will break and then look out!!!!

    2. Excellent, MT! It may be a little shorter than you usually post, but, it has the same great storytelling and depth of feeling. Argh. Poor Al! Hopefully once it sinks in she will be able to accept it and focus on recovering as much as she can. I am glad that everyone is starting to think ahead as to nurses and such. Love the talk with Dana and Shane on who had the older feet. You really write the friendship between everyone very well. The personal servant thing was a perfect Danish touch — I could see them having that sort of conversation. I am really looking forward to the flashback to the party. That sounds like quite a story. I hope you get past your writer’s block soon. Not only so we can enjoy more of your writing, but, for your own sanity. ;-D Thank you so much for the new chapter and I hope you post another one when you can.

    3. I can close my eyes and see these beautiful ladies in their sixty and seventies. Abeautiful grey headed Tina and Bette, Dana and Alice both greying and Shane with a little Yet all still beautiful. Alice is a fighter, she might have been knocked down but she will get back up to fight another round. thanks

    4. It great MT! I love this story 3 pages or otherwise. I love the connection that Alice and Dana have and that they’re a strong couple who just loves each other so much. I just love that Thanks for posting.

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