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    Only Time Can Tell, Ch. 2

     

    “Oh, Alice,” Tina murmured, sinking into the chair beside Jenny as silent tears began to run down her face.

     

    They all grew quiet as a doctor stepped into the waiting room and caught Shane’s eye.  He strode over to them.  “Are you here for an Alice Pieszecki?”

     

    “Yes,” Shane replied, her throat tightening.

     

    “Is she going to be okay?” Jenny cried.  Next to her, Bette and Tina had grabbed each other’s hands.

     

    The doctor smiled, his eyes wrinkling slightly at the corners behind his glasses.  “I’m happy to say she’s doing well.  She’s got a pretty bad concussion, and a lot of cuts and bruises.  We still have to do one last CT scan of her head to be sure, but it looks like there’s no damage to her brain.  I’d say she’ll have a speedy recovery.”

     

    “Oh thank God,” Bette breathed, sagging against Tina.

     

    Shane, visibly relieved, had gone weak in the knees and was holding Carmen’s shoulder for support.  Carmen clutched the hand Shane had on her shoulder, her expression showing her relief.  Jenny had broken into a wide grin.

     

    “When can we see her?” Shane asked eagerly.

     

    “Right now, actually,” the doctor replied, grinning back at them.  “Just follow me.”


     

     

    Dana swiped at her sweaty face with a towel and groaned.  Now that she’d worked out all her frustration, she was feeling the toll of the grueling workout Lucia had just put her through. 

     

    She exhaustedly collapsed behind the wheel of the Subaru, wanting to do nothing more but go home and take a long, hot shower and then go to bed.  Rolling her head around on her sore neck, she winced.  It was then Dana noticed that the display on her cell phone read “15 Missed Calls.” 

     

    “What in the world?” Dana murmured, snatching the phone up.  She scrolled through the list of calls, seeing they were all from Shane.  She was beginning to get worried as she went to her voice mail.

     

    Her fears were confirmed as Shane’s message began to play.  “Dana, it’s me,” Shane began, her voice shaking.  “You need to get over here to the hospital as soon as you can.”  Her voice cracked, and then became thick with tears.  “It’s Alice, Dane.  Hurry.” 

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    1. what’s it called….selective amnesia right!!! sorry just had to put that in cause that’s what I think it is…lol…anyways great job….again!!

    2. oh no please don’t say that she has lost some of her menory so not fare to dana this will put dana into a fit of depression but I hope that she will stay stong for alice please post soon I love it

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