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    Lest I Forget (18)

    “I know. Every single breakfast I’ve ever had with her, she always comments on something about the damn toast,” I said after a minute, remembering all the brunches and things we’d had as a group over the years.

    “She has since I met her, so I never say anything about it. I figure I can let her be the expert on toast if she wants to be,” Shane replied.

    “And here I was thinking that her weird toast thing started after you moved in with her,” I said.

    “Nope. Like that long before I moved in. I don’t know what her fascination is with it, but she loves it. Remember when you and Al came over that time to pick up the kids? A few weeks after Christmas?” she asked. I thought about it for a minute, wondering how the hell that event could have anything to do with Jenny’s weird affinity for toast, and then it dawned on me.

    “The toaster! The really expensive one you bought her! That was so great. She went on about that fucking thing for almost half an hour. She showed Alice all the features and everything.”

    Shane sighed and shook her head. “I wanted to get her something she’d get some use out of, and ours wasn’t really working. No matter how low you set it, it burned the bread. She’d get upset at it and yell at the thing, and then she’d be sad because she didn’t have her toast.”

    “That thing was so top of the line,” I said mockingly through my laughter. Shane heaved a sigh, and then glared at me.

    “As exhilarating as this discussion is, you need to take your medicine,” she told me. I sighed and thought about protesting, but one look at her told me how stupid that idea was. She looked really tired, and for one of the first times in my entire life I thought she looked old. I took the pills from her hand and chased them with a sip of juice.

    “Did you sleep all right?” I asked, noticing the circles under her eyes.

    “Yeah,” she replied, and then seemed to think better of it. “Well, mostly. I was trying to listen in case you asked for anything.”

    Comments

    1. Another great chapter, MT! You are really on a roll with this one. I am glad Charlie helped Dana understand that she really needed to get herself healthy and take better care of herself. Love all the ShaDane in this chapter. They have a great rapport. The toast thing was pretty funny. And it seems like a very “Jenny” peculiarity. It seems realistic and a little sad that Shane and Jenny felt the need to hide their relationship when it first started. Dana already seems to be doing better. A little more rest and she should be ready to see Alice again. And I sure it will help Alice to see Dana looking rested. Thanks so much for the quick update!!

    2. LMAO, Jenny and her toasts. Can you be more humorous? MaGoose pretty much summed it all up. I thank you for yet another excellent post in such a short time. What a nice surprise! I hope you got the sleep that you so deserved. Looking forward to D going back to see A again. THANK YOU!

    3. ok i need to stop slacking on the comments for this story. by the time i read the last chapter you had already posted this one so i figured id just comment here. the last chapter was really beautiful. i was enthralled. i liked this one too, theyre all great. okay that concludes this session of ass kissing :)

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