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    Lest I Forget (6)

    The process had been equal parts exhilarating and stressful, but before it even got to that point, we’d had to decide on a donor. From somewhere deep in my fog, Alice’s reaction to my suggestion that we use Howie as the sperm donor still made me laugh, like it always had.

    “Ma? You okay?” Charlie asked gently, looking really worried. I could understand that; he’d held me through a thirty minute sobfest, and since it had ended I’d been leaning into him, staring off into space. My sudden laughter probably made him think I’d really gone off the deep end.

    “I’m fine…I was just remembering some things your mom said when we were talking about donors for you, that’s all. It was funny,” I tried to explain, but ended up shrugging. He just looked at me blankly.

    “I remember that! When you told her Howie should be the donor! Christ, Dane, that was hilarious,” Shane chimed in. She’d been at the Planet having coffee with us when I’d made the suggestion to Al, and she’d promptly spit the coffee in her mouth across the room. Kit had walked over, looking like she wanted to murder all of us. When she heard the reason behind Shane’s coffee spitting, though, she started laughing too.

    Charlie looked a little sick at the thought, too. “Wait…you wanted Uncle Howie to, uh…donate? Ma, that’s kinda sick,” he said disgustedly. “I mean…I could have been at his house one weekend, and asked him who my father is…and he’d have told me it was him. That’s just weird, Ma. Even for you, that’s weird,” he said, shaking his head. I knew he didn’t really mean it, and was trying to cheer me up and get my mind off Alice. It almost worked. I think if anything could have, his joking around with me would have done it.

    “It was just my first suggestion! I just…I don’t know why I thought of it; I just wanted you to be as closely connected to me as you could be. I guess it doesn’t matter now though,” I said quietly. “It was a stupid idea.”

    “It wasn’t stupid, Dana. It was just weird after you thought about it, that’s all,” Shane comforted me from Charlie’s other side. “And it turned out okay. I mean, he looks a lot like you.”

    Comments

    1. Hey, i totally love this story it’s really cute and lovely and so well written and I just *sighs* I totally heart Danish. D was really cute going on about her son’s love of swimming and how much he was like A, I love the way the kids are like mini versions of them. Awwww at the Leisha and Erin thing, you must tell me more =) and thanks so much for posting again. YOU ROCK!

    2. I’m so happy you posted again. I missed his. Thank you for a wonderful chapter. And I’m with Loved_up, you must ell us more about Erin and Leisha ;) thanks again

    3. that was so tragically beautiful. have i mentioned within the past week how glad i am to have you back in this hemisphere? cant wait to hear all about it.

    4. I am grateful that you even posted on the road. That was very generous of you since we all have been waiting for this story to continue. God, that D was one stubborn goat and would never change. I am now worried her like the children that she would get sick too. That would not be good. I totally love that Charlie now maybe because he resembled and behaved like A. Ever so loving and loyal to his mothers. So the klutzy D started Charlie swimming, that was funny. Pardon my stupidity, was Howie the donor after all? If so, how come they never told him before? That would be another 5 years worth of therapy. Lots of subtle and not so subtle humor in this chapter, such as S spitting her coffee; “spot on the wall looked like Alice to me”; Charlie smelling like chorine; “the consent form written in gibberish.” Great news about A, I couldn’t be happier. Can’t wait till the next post. Hope you find your way back home safely. Thanks MT.

    5. Yay, you’re back and you’re posting again. :) If I were Dana I would have stayed at the hospital too. It’s kind of sad to read about their last days together (probably) and that they are not able to communicate during these days since Al is in a coma. :( I agree with Loved_up, I totally love the fact that Charlie abd Kallie are miniversions of Dana and Alice.:D

    6. Thanks so much for the new post, MT! Sorry to hear about your travel woes. Hopefully you can get back on your way soon. I also want to hear more about the Erin/Leisha interaction. ;-D This was another great chapter! I look forward to hearing more about Kallie and Charlie — sounds like there are some good stories there. Poor Dana. I hope she gets some rest. I wish she had gone to the hotel. You are starting to give me hope that Alice will make it through this illness. Is it just wishful thinking on my part?

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