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    Lest I Forget (9)

    “Fine,” I muttered, taking her hand and bringing it up. She whimpered a little bit and I almost put her arm back on the bed at once, but she was looking at me really beseechingly. I didn’t want to disappoint her, and somehow I knew she wanted this so badly to prove to herself that she could do it. “That pride’s gonna get the best of you, woman,” I said quietly. “Okay, where do you want your hand? Is this good, or higher?” She made a noise at me, and I laughed. “Sorry, I forgot about the open-ended questions. Do you want me to move your hand higher?” She blinked yes, but I already knew that. She didn’t have much control, but with my hand guiding hers she was able to at least move it a little in the right direction.

    I held still when her hand was almost level with her face, wondering what the hell she could possibly want so badly. “Does your nose itch or something?” I asked. She blinked “no” and we managed to get her hand to her mouth. “What, baby? I don’t understand,” I said. She just repeated the motion, and it dawned on me that she was having me help her do sign language. It was the sign for “eat.”

    “I did eat, baby,” I said, almost crying when her eyes lit up and she blinked yes. “People have been bringing me a ton of food, I’m okay.” She shut her eyes and sighed. I went to move her hand back, but her eyes shot open and she blinked no. She was trying to move her hand, and after a minute or two her palm was resting on her cheek, my hand over it. “I don’t…” I started, but all I once I understood. “Sleep?”

    Her eyes lit up again and she gave the tiniest of nods. “I’ve been sleeping, Al. Not a ton, but it’s okay. I nap a lot. You should sleep more though, baby. I know you’re tired…” She blinked no again, then slowly and haltingly moved her hand back to her mouth. “I already told you, Al. I’ve been eating fine,” I said, a little worried. She blinked “no” and moved her hand back to her cheek with my help. I shrugged.

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    1. 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!!!

    2. 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!

    3. 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

    4. 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!

    5. 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.

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