The screen went black. Alice didn’t move a muscle as she felt every set of eyes exchange bewildered looks before settling on her.

“Don’t look at me,” she said in answer to the question on everyone’s minds. “I didn’t know anything about any of this.” She swiveled her chair back to the table and looked at each them in turn.

“I know that’s right,” said Kit out of the side of her mouth., “’cuz you all know Alice would have told us everything at Dana’s funeral, just to spite those poor, misguided, homophobic parents of hers…and their uptight friends.”

Everyone froze. As one, they broke out in raucous laughter, causing Stephanie Tate to open the door.

“I think we’re done here,” Helena finally managed to say. “What do you need from us?”

“Just a couple of signatures for now. We prepared packets for the executors to take with.”

Sometime that evening, after everyone but Shane left, Alice glanced into her package, trying to wrap her head around how Dana had completely changed her life. Without warning. Again. When she first saw the DVD case, she assumed it was the one they all watched just a few hours before until she noticed that the label was on one of Dana’s note cards, in her handwriting. It read “Just for you, Al.”

She tried to stay casual as she told Shane she was thinking about turning in.

“That’s great Alice," replied Shane in her usual sardonic manner. "I’m good on the couch.”

Alice started to respond, but Shane was unwavering.

“Listen you’re still holding it together with spit and bubble gum. And as long as that’s the case, one of us is going to be with you at all times. I’m not kidding,” she said. “We made a schedule. Get used to it Miss Moneybags.”

Alice knew that arguing the point was a waste of precious time, so she gave her friend a hug and made a beeline for her room, hoping that her quick acquiescence didn’t give Shane reason to become suspicious and follow her.

With trembling hands, she loaded Dana’s DVD into the player, her fingers drumming the back of the remote as she waited impatiently for the disc to spin up. Finally, Dana appeared on the screen, adjusting the camera and backing into her chair. She’d been alone when she made this. It really was just between them. Dana was breathtaking. She’d had her hair blown straight, and done in the hot style Alice loved. She still had a healthy glow. She must have recorded this when she was putting Plan B into place, the one her parents were supposed to be part of.