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One night a couple of weeks later we were making small talk over wine at a restaurant. Out of nowhere Bette told me that she had decided that we were better off as friends. We laughed too well together, we taught each other different sides of life, but she didn’t do real relationships. So a friendship was the best option for us. I remember sitting at that restaurant feeling relieved and angry all at the same time. I couldn’t understand that feeling for a while. I did finally get it a few months later. She had just dismissed me. As much as I knew she was right, we weren’t close to a good fit, I didn’t like being dismissed. I especially didn’t like being told of the decision and not being brought into it. But in all reality, how often is that a discussion? It is a decision someone makes. Maybe I was just bothered that she did it while I only thought about it.
Either way, we finished dinner that night as though nothing had changed. The only real change was that we suddenly got along that much better. It was like there was a weight and expectation was taken away. We didn’t grow apart, but grew closer. The change in the relationship took it from fling to a quality friendship with someone both knew would be there, no matter what. It was by far my favorite break up ever.
The other really good thing that came out of the break up was that I finally called the hot, sweaty woman about the dry cleaning. Hot, sweaty chick turned out to be Dana Fairbanks. She was a young tennis player burning her way up the professional rankings. She was a closeted athlete, petrified of the world finding out.
After she finally figured out who I was when I called, we agreed to meet for coffee. You could hear a little confusion and apprehension in her voice when she said she’d be there. Given, I did wait six weeks to call. I was momentarily speechless when she walked into the coffee shop. She looked good hot and sweaty, but clean, showered and dressed wasn’t exactly a bad look either. I guess in the past few weeks, I forgot what she actually had looked like.
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Awww this was great, seeme like Alice had brought them all together in some way, I like how it was from her POV. This was awsome, keep up the great work!
Oh, that was good. I like reading things from Alice’s POV. Plus we need a little background on how all of our ladies met. Nice work.
This was wonderful to read. Thank you.
Admirable. I’ve never liked Alice (or Dana) better, you gave her more depth than she usually has. And Shane’s crack about Cher made me laugh out loud. I just did a major move a few months ago. God I hate moving, good luck with it. Please, next time you post give us old fucks with the tired eyes and special glasses some larger print.
Nice story! I loved reading your take on how Alice met the gang. Thanks for sharing.
Again…beautiful.
Thanks for your writing, very good we can’t expect less from you.
This was great :D I’m so glad you decided to go for my challenge :D
I always love your stories. It’s nice to read a story that gives our girls some background as to how they all met. I also like reading things from Alice’s POV. Please continue!
What a robust post. Very nice. Good luck on your move. Thanks.
This was a really sweet story, i loved Alice’s POV and the fact she brought the gang together. I wish you all the best with your move.
I still hope there will be a next chapter of Drowning though.I hope you’ll get inspired again.
That was great. Thank you.
Wow that was such a great look back and story. So Alice and so spot on. thanks