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    Lest I Forget (6)

    He was a good kid, though. He never got into drugs or alcohol, probably because he took his swimming so seriously. He never gave Alice and me a reason to worry about him, really. Even in his more argumentative days as a teenager, it never got too bad. He did well in school, and I think swimming had a lot to do with that, too. If he hadn’t have kept his grades up, he wouldn’t have been able to dive, and I think that might have killed him. Even as a young boy, he lived for the water.

    It was actually pretty funny how he started swimming. Alice claims to this day…well, up until the stroke, anyway, she claimed that I’d knocked him into the pool one day. I guess I sorta did, but it wasn’t intentional. I’d been hanging out at Bette’s with the kids one day while Alice was at a publishing meeting in New York, and I’d been carrying Kallie inside after she’d spilled soda all over her outfit. Charlie was sitting next to the pool, and I still don’t know exactly what happened, but somehow my foot had caught him and sent him into the water. I’d almost dropped Kallie, I was so scared. I was terrified he’d hit his head on the side of the pool. He hadn’t, but he was all of one year old and couldn’t swim.

    I’d yelled for Bette and dived in. It all happened in the space of about thirty seconds, but to me it felt like hours. All I wanted to do was get him out of the pool, but the minute I got to the side, he started to yell the word “no.” It was one of the few words he knew, and he loved it, but even then I could tell that he wasn’t just saying it to talk. He wanted to stay in the water.

    I suppose I could have taken him out and gotten dried off, but I didn’t really see the point. We were both soaked through anyway, so it couldn’t have gotten worse. Besides, he was loving it. We hadn’t really had him in the pool before, really. Al had taken him the Y a few times to try to get him involved in the baby swimming classes, but our schedules kinda prevented a long term thing. We figured we could put him into supervised lessons in a few years anyway.

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    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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