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    Lest I Forget (4)

    She absolutely glowed. She’s always been fantastic at talking to people, and she got into the swing of things really quickly. I was pretty impressed with the way she was able to laugh and joke around with everyone there, while explaining the book in poignant detail at the same time. It did wonders for her self-confidence, too. By the time we left that night, she had invites to half a dozen more programs and requests for exclusive interviews with several magazines.

    For the next several days, we were basking in the glow of that and the impending wedding that when the big day finally rolled around, we almost didn’t even realize it. We’d woken up rather lazily, and had barely started to get moving when the buzzer rang. Alice looked at me in confusion for a second before jumping out of bed, stark naked.

    “Shit, the wedding!” she yelled, throwing on sweats and a t-shirt and going to answer the buzzer as I dressed just as quickly. Not five minutes later our mothers walked in with the dresses, which they’d been keeping at their houses. I was shooed into the living room while Alice and Lenore stayed in the bedroom. I have no idea what went on, but before too long, they were calling for my mom too.

    “Honey…why don’t you go to Bette’s? She’s supposed to be here soon,” my mom said softly, handing me my dress as she made her way down the hall. I just stared after her in absolute bafflement until the buzzer rang again. I made my way to it in a state of confusion and pressed the button.

    “Yes?” I asked, not even recognizing my voice as I did so.

    “Dana? Are you ready?” Bette asked back.

    “Um…I guess. Wait, I need to go get my stuff,” I replied. Bette just laughed.

    “As long as you have the dress, you’re good,” she said with a laugh. I sighed in resignation and called into the bedroom that I was leaving. I got a halfhearted response and walked out the door sullenly, where Bette hugged me.

    “Well, you’re certainly looking chipper this morning,” she said with a laugh as we got in the car. “Cheer up, Dana. It’s gonna be all right,” she comforted.

    Comments

    1. sigh…that was so fucking incredible. I really think that may have been my absolute favorite thing that I’ve ever read of yours. It was just…whatever, there are no words. Sooooo good.

    2. Beautiful! Thank you for another great update! The wedding I wish we could have seen on the show. So Danish that they woke up surprised that the big day was finally upon them. “If you gave her some security, her laptop and good food, she was pretty happy with life.” — I’m the same way! Except it could be mediocre food… I love how you wrote Alice’s reactions to the response to her book. Very “Alice”. And Gemma is a great character. Needless to say, I am looking forward to the next chapter!

    3. I said it to you before, this chapter was sweet and cute. Looking forward to the next chapter when their children will be there…and ofcourse that special device you promised. ;)

    4. MT, I am back and thrilled to be able to read the last 3 chapters all at once. I am touched by the proposal in Ireland. A declining the 1st proposal made a lot of sense. What a great wedding it was. The wedding vows were astounding. It brought tears to my eyes. MT. you are doing a incredibly marvelous job in D talking about their past. I am in awe of how you write A’s responses. This story is truly beautifully written. As sad as A could no longer speak, their ability to communicate proved without a doubt that they were soulmates. Please let A linger a little bit longer. I realize all things must come to an end. But it is just too hard for me personally to accept it. I can’t wait to read more. Thank you very much MT.

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