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Let it Ride- Chapter 2
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Dana said smugly, "Mmhmm. Well, when you keel over at the age of thirty I’m going to be very sad to hear about it."
Alice continued, "I bet you will. You’ll live to the age of eighty nine and mourn me the rest of your days. Bet you’ll wish you’d eaten a few more donuts when you had the chance."
Dana laughed for a few moments before her attention went back to the guitars in the living room. "These are all yours?"
Alice looked around at them, "Indeed. These are my babies. But the green one, that one’s Helena’s."
Dana said in a somewhat awestruck voice, "She plays guitar too?"
Alice said somberly, "Not very well, poor dear. I work with her day and night but she can’t get the hang of it."
Dana said, "Well, at least she can fall back on the piano."
Alice said, "Or the cello. She’s multi talented."
Dana looked at Alice curiously and asked, "What about you?"
"What about me, " Alice asked suspiciously.
"You’re obviously multi-talented. Guitar. I saw the piano in your room."
Alice laughed, "I just use it for a table."
Dana narrowed her eyes and Alice said, "Okay, yes, I can play it."
Dana nodded, satisfied. "And the drums, are those yours?"
Alice looked over at the Pearl kit and she nodded as she ate another bite of donut.
Dana watched Alice thoughtfully. "I took piano lessons when I was younger. I wasn’t very good."
Alice perked up, her eyes settling on Dana. "What do you mean? You were just a kid. You might be the next Mozart!"
"I highly doubt that, Al. I mean, you can play or you can’t."
Alice was wiping her hand on a dishtowel and coming toward Dana menacingly.
"Not true. Come on, I’ll show you."
Dana shrank back into the couch as Alice stood over her. Alice was holding her hand out to Dana and the tennis player was shaking her head modestly.
"Seriously. Okay, you play tennis, right?"
Dana nodded slowly, unable to see the connection.
Alice said, "It’s all about timing. You have an understanding of the rhythm. When to strike the ball. How hard. Right?"
Dana nodded again, beginning to see what Alice was saying but not knowing where she was going with it.
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This is a great story. Please continue with it. The chemistry between those two is just so natural. I love it. Post soon.
Another chapter so soon?!? Squee!! Loved this line “so she did what all Faribanks did; she ignored it” — that is Dana in a nutshell. Great job incorporating Helena into the story. I love the sweetness between Alice and Dana at this stage. I’m looking forward to you next post!! Oh — and please — let’s keep Dana alive. OK? ;-D
Just found your story and am thrilled – it really great and I love where you are taking it … yeah, more danish, hurray.
Am I glad to read your 2nd chapter within 12 hours? What a wonderful surprise. Indeed another sweet chapter. I can’t wait to see Dana coming out of the closet. Now that you shared with us your writing credential, I am sure the rest of the story will be great. Those two are meant to be together. I am looking forward to your next post. Thank you for writing Danish. There is just not enough around these days. Thank you again.
i loved it please post very soon i was so disappointed when i realised i was at the end and had no more to read, its really great!cant wait for alice and dana to get together!pps!!
great story man loved both your chaps, danish is so cute i love your writing :)
I meant to say story not stories..This is your first. And I love the last word that Alice said. Did you get that from Star Wars? lol Just wondering..
You keep me wanting more and more from your stories. You’re a nautral with this story. The chemistry is so amazing, and the characters are are perfect to the tee. I really glad that you’re writing this story. I love it so far, and I can’t wait to see where Alice and Dana end up. You’re doing a wonderful job. Keep it coming. PPS.