Fan Fiction

    This story has been set to a rating of PG-13. Age verification is required to proceed.

    Age Verification

    I am years of age as of today, November 14, 2026

    Enter your current age into the field provide above. Stories with a rating of R or NC-17 may contain material not suitable for children. LesFan requires that all individuals wishing to read these stories confirm they are of at least 17 years of age. LesFan uses the MPAA rating labeling system for all stories.

    LesFan will also make a best attempt to filter profane words in stories that are not rated R or NC-17 unless the individual confirms they are of at least 17 years of age.

    LesFan uses the following rating scale for stories.






    Submit

    Lest I Forget (32)

    Our friends visited all the time, as did Lenore, my mom and dad, and Howie. I was grateful for all the help, not that Alice was exactly sick or anything. She was just bored, and sometimes she’d get really clingy and want me to hold her. Other times, she asked me to run to the store in the middle of the night for ice cream or something weird. 

    Her eating continued. At first I was happy about it, knowing she needed to eat more for the baby’s sake. But after two months bed rest and our fifth appointment at Dr. Wilson’s office since the flu struck, I was getting worried. So was the doctor, apparently. “She’s gained a bit more weight than we’d like to see. Has she been taking her walks?”

    “Yeah, at least half an hour every day,” I replied. I made sure of that, but judging from the doctor’s expression it just wasn’t enough. Not that I wasn’t aware of that already. Dr. Wilson sighed and said that we’d better get her into the nutritionist the next day.

    That night, after I’d put Kallie to bed and was spooning Alice, she asked me, “Do you think I’m hideous?”

    “What? How can you ask me that?” I asked, completely serious.

    “Because I’m fat. The doctor said I’ve put on way too much weight. I just thought maybe that’s why you don’t touch me anymore…”

    “Alice, she didn’t say way too much, she said a little more than they’d like to see…and anyway, no. I just haven’t because I didn’t want to hurt anything with you or the baby or…” I stopped and shrugged. 

    She put my hand on her protruding stomach and slowly moved it lower. “You won’t hurt anything…” she assured me. I was nervous, but decided to take her at her word. I’d heard about the pregnancy horny hormones, and they certainly seemed to be kicking in for her that night. And maybe a little for me, too.

    After seeing the nutritionist, Alice was very good about her diet. She followed the meal plan exactly and even went down a size in maternity clothes, which she was elated about. She was also able to enjoy her walks a little more, and I think that throughout her pregnancy she wound up getting a little closer to everyone, Kallie especially.

    Comments

    1. Glad to hear things are settling down after your move. I hope they continue to go well. On to the chapter… Loved it. I am glad Alice continues to improve. You are doing a good job with Dana and how “institutionalized” someone starts to feel when dealing with a loved one with an extended hospitalization. Love how you wrote the high points of the pregnancy. The nachos thing was hysterical. I am glad Dana was able to get there to see the baby born, but, really liked that Shane held the baby first. You are doing a great job with this story. You add so many little details that really provide a level of depth to it. Thank you so much, MT!!

    Leave a Reply