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Looking Back
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I guess what I respect most about that was the risk they took. It’s all too easy to take a risk in love when you don’t know first hand the pain when that risk doesn’t work out. They both knew it, full and well but chose to risk that pain for a second time for the chance at love. I know personally, after my break up with Dane, it took a lot of poking and prodding from the girls to get me to take that chance again. Love is worth the pain. It’s that simple. It just isn’t that simple to act accordingly.
Speaking of acting accordingly, I almost forgot about Shane. Somewhere in late 1997, Dana and I were out shopping for CD’s. This has always been one of my favorite things to do, especially on those rare, rainy LA Sundays. Dana, not so much. She has never quite gotten my obsession with music, but luckily she tolerates it. Anyway, I was listening to an import in the store with the headphones on. I must have liked it because I was dancing to the music in the store. When I took the headphones off, with CD in hand, all set for my purchase, I turned to look for Dana, who was probably bored out of her mind by now. Instead of Dana, there was a lanky tomboy in front of me laughing.
“Something funny?” I asked in my most sardonic tone.
“You were dancing to the music.”
“Yeah.”
“It was funny, man. Lighten up. It’s not like you can actually dance you know.”
I opened my mouth to reply, but I really can’t dance. “OK, you got me there, but it speaks to how good the music is that it brought me to dance.”
“Yeah, whatever.” She said as she turned from me and walked away.
I found Dane, got the CD and we left. I had nearly forgotten about the tomboy in the store when we were all out dancing one night. I had one too many margaritas that night and was totally ignoring my natural inability to dance. I was just way too happy pretending that I had any sense of rhythm dancing to Cher when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around waiting to see Dana when I saw the same tomboy.
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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