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Lest I Forget (9)
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It wasn’t long after she’d put the dishes in the sink when the buzzer went off. She ran down the hall to answer it, sliding halfway there since she was in her slippers. I followed behind her, laughing at how fucking cute she was as she opened the door for my parents and Howie.
“You haven’t started opening your wedding gifts yet, have you?” my mom asked, huggig us both.
“Not yet. We just woke up a little bit ago,” I replied, wondering why exactly they were here at ten in the morning and why my mother was so concerned with the wedding gifts.
My dad looked at our pajamas and laughed. “Good, because we want you to open ours first. Go put some clothes on so we can go,” he said, looking like he usually did when he was trying to surprise someone. I rolled my eyes at Howie and dragged Alice back to the bedroom.
“Why do we have to go somewhere to open it?” Alice whispered once the door was closed. “That’s weird, Dana. Do you think we get to pick something out?”
“How am I supposed to know? I’m a recipient, baby, I’m not in on it,” I teased. She scowled at me until I kissed her. And then I kept kissing her when she didn’t pull away.
“Dana, your parents and little brother are right outside the door. You’re being perverted and I won’t have it,” she said in what I assumed was supposed to be an authoritative tone. It didn’t work, and I giggled as I released her to go find an outfit.
My parents drove us around for a little while before turning onto a residential street pretty close to Bette and Tina’s house. I shot a glance at Howie, but he refused to meet my eyes, so I timidly asked my parents where we were going. I’d assumed they were taking us to a restaurant, or maybe a store so we could pick something out. I had no clue where they were headed, since as far as I knew my parents didn’t know anyone in West Hollywood other than me, Al and our friends.
Before much longer my dad drove up to a really nice looking house and backed into the driveway. It was a street away from Bette and Shane’s houses, on the end of a quiet cul-de-sac. Tina had told us months ago that it was for sale, but we hadn’t given it any real thought. I stared at the new blue siding and tried to contain my excitement. Alice was looking at the house too, but didn’t appear have any idea what was going on.
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MT, I am really happy to see you posted this chapter. As hard as it was that reading A still in the hospital bed, I am thrilled to hear that you will let her survive. Kallie dating Gemma is a great idea. I laughed too picturing D hitting the guys with the crusty baguette. And “making me into a fat old woman.” I always enjoy the humor that you added in the story. I think I mentioned to you before about the Aerosmith’s song, “Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing.” It kept popping up in my head every time I read D watching A slept. ( http://www.lyrics007.com/Aerosmith%20Lyrics/Don't%20Want%20To%20Miss%20A%20Thing%20Lyrics.html ) In a way, this song added more sadness to the already melancholy situation of A. But thought it was quite appropriate for D’s state of mind. I am impressed by your ability to successfully deliver this most incredibly difficult communication scene. I could totally relate to the frustration A felt. It made my heart sank further when D thought “It meant I had nobody to talk to, and I missed that.” That got to me again. MT, no matter how the show has mistakenly sold Dana Fairbanks short, fortunately there are writers like you who are willing to give Dana a chance for a happy and fulfilling life. Once again, I am touched by you and the rest of the Danish writers for your generosity, time, effort and most of all dedication. I will comment again on “LIF” when I return in March. THANK YOU!!!
Pretty amazing update, it was good seeing Alice getting a bit better. Loved the flashback of the Fairbanks buying their girls a house. Awesome gift. Can’t wait for the next part!
Just fantastic! Still giggling over the image of Dana attacking those men on page 1 with a crusty baguette! I love the deep connection that you are writing about between these two women, thank-you so much for the update
I didn’t think I could get more excited than I was when I saw that you posted. And then I read the author comments and it looks like Ailce is going to pull through. Squee!!! You made my week. So glad your laptop woes have been resolved. I’ve only been in the hospital for extended stays three times and I couldn’t wait to get out. I don’t know how anyone gets rest in there. I’m glad Dana finally got a little sleep. I’m going to throw a crusty baguette in the shed — that made me giggle. It’s great that they figured out a way to communicate and that Alice’s mind is still active. Love all the little touches, as usual: Kallie and Gemma having a date (and both being so cute about it), that Dana was still so conscious of fat content in her food, “That pride’s gonna get the best of you, woman”, “You’re being perverted and I won’t have it” — all the details are excellent! Don’t know why you were worried. How come no one ever bought me a house? ;-D Thank so much, MT! You rock, babe!
this is great and the telling story’s of pasted times is great please post soon I love it
Been quietly following your story and gotta say it’s pretty effin powerful. Although there is sadness, the thought that Alice and Dana and the group have been together through decades is really effin great.