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Posthumous Wisdom (4)
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“Fuck Al. Yoda’s really fucking stumped this time. I need to think about it for a little longer. Why don’t we make all those other calls and leave that decision until last.”
“Ok sure. I’m going to go call Kit first anyway there’s no point getting everyone else there only to find the Saturday morning rush prevents us even getting a table. It’s been a long time since we’ve all actually been together for breakfast Kit’s definitely going to have to set aside some tables.”
“The Planet, Kit speaking”
“Hey Kit…it’s Alice”
“Hey girl, good to hear from you, you just calling for a chat or is there something I can do for you?”
“Well actually I was wondering if you could reserve some tables out the back for breakfast tomorrow. It’s for about eight people at around nine?”
“Uh sure that shouldn’t be a problem, you bringing me a whole new set of customers?”
“No actually it’s for the gang. I have something important I need to discuss with everyone. You included. Will you be able to make time to sit with us?”
“Let me just look here at the roster….um…yeah we’ve got plenty of cover on tomorrow. Business has really been good lately so I’ve been spending more time in my office anyway. Is anything wrong? “
“No nothing’s wrong. I’ll fill you in tomorrow. See you then.”
“Ok if you’re sure. I’ll see you then. Bye.”
One down two to go Alice muttered as she went on to dial Helena’s number. The conversation was straight forward Helena asked no questions and agreed to be there the following morning. Thinking her call to Bette could be a little trickier Alice took a breath and dialled. Bette had known Alice way too long not to realise this was something serious.
“Hey Alice, yes I know it’s Friday night and I’m old and boring but no I’m not coming out with you tonight”
“Jeez Porter, where are your manners that’s not an appropriate way to speak to someone who just called you”
“Alice we’ve been friends for longer than I care to remember and when you ring at this time on a Friday night it invariably involves you using that pathetic begging tone to try and convince me to come out so I when I saw it was you calling I just figured I’d get in there first.”
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Just found your story and have read from the beginning – this is great, sad but heartwarming – can’t wait to know what is in the ‘box’. PPS.
Wonderingaloud, of course I too want A to be happy. It is just me, I can’t get over D being gone. Nonetheless, this is a great story and please continue. I was teary as I read A “traced her finger over the writing on the envelope.” The thick piece of card covering the content was clever. Can’t wait to see what were placed in the box. I would also be terrific to see the gang together even though there were tensions among them. Maybe D’s box would bring them all closer again. Thank you.
Dana did knew Alice well enough hehe If I was Alice I would go nuts with that box in my living room not knowing its contents. I hope you’ll let us know soon. thanks for updating:D PPS
Aww that is so cute! Can’t wait to see what’s in it and will be nice for the gang to have breakfast :) PPS!
Hey WA, Dana’s note to Alice was so funny…she knows her so well. But it did give Alice some peace of mind to allow her to rest. Shane’s reasoning for not contacting Carmen was a good treatment of that dilemna. Excellent writing. Thanks for the update. Keep it coming. PPS.