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The Laws of Attraction: Part Twenty One
“Dana
Fairbanks, pro tennis star, ***** ***** woman, and tricky master of
deception,” declared Rich, leaning back in his chair and giggling.
“You want to go or should I?” asked Tonya sardonically.
“I’ve had enough turns this week, so you go ahead,” said Alice humorously.
“Stop calling her that,” Tonya growled her frightening command.
Rich
blinked and turning to Alice with a guileless expression, he
questioned, “Is it bad that I was sort of turned on by hearing her say
that?”
“I’m
just glad to know that when I say the words it doesn’t have the same
effect,” said Alice wryly. Looking at her watch and hoping that Rich
didn’t notice, she grinned and said, “Well, that’s all folks. For this
week at least. The hour is now 1 a.m. and that means I’m going to get
on a plane and meet my apparently AWOL girlfriend. Tonya, can you do me
a favor and maybe save her lecture for tomorrow morning?”
“We’ll see,” said Tonya, not promising anything.
“Great,”
said Alice, rolling her eyes and heaving a sigh as she disconnected the
call with Tonya. “That’s it for The Chart. We’ll be back next Monday at
Midnight, kiddies. Till then have fun and try to not get arrested.”
“You
looked at your watch just then! That’s another five bucks you owe me!”
cried Rich gleefully before the station went into commercial.
Eighty
five dollars wasn’t enough for fancy French cuisine but Rich did manage
to buy his girlfriend a decent meal at a small Sushi bar for that cash.
Where they drank saki in toast to Alice and Dana, the founders of the
feast, to quote Bob Cratchit.
—
The
first thing that Alice saw when she exited the jetway was Dana and the
second thing she saw was Dana’s hair flying into her face thanks to the
speedy momentum of her hug. Laughing happily as strong arms wrapped
around her, lifting off the ground, Alice breathed in the fresh scent
of the athlete’s shampoo. Lost by how very good it felt to once again
be in the arms of the person she loved more than anyone else.
Even
if it had only been four days since this had occurred, not four weeks,
not fourth months, and not four years. Just four days but if you asked
Alice it was four days too many.
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(25 votes, average: 4.68 out of 5)
OK, yoou made me late for work again. Somehow when you post a new chapter, I have to read it immediately. You do the happy Danish SO well. And I loved the ugliest dog in the world story.
ahhh – back from the dark side – it feels so good! Love happy danish! And she does love her lots and lots!
They were almost like a never ending wave of reassurance that never failed to splash over you when you were feeling your very lowest and helped to wake you up to the fact that people cared for you. – What a great line!
The list of things she loved, in chronological order! so fitting.
Dreiser – simply awesome!
Oh – and you threw the Alice bling in – lmao!
This was too poofy. I don’t know that is just the word that comes to mind. I should also say that poofy is extremely good. I loved how this chapter made all my Danish anxiety dissapear…. and now I have to listen to all those songs that Alice put on that cd. ;-)
love this story. thank you for taking me back in the day w/ the mp3s! ha ha.. i love happy danish stories!
Ah, I love Leslie Gore. And this story is totally Danish escapism. I love the Helacious, but ah, Danish is so unrelentingly sweet and adorable.
We’ve talked about most of this already but…
1. How cute is Alice and her mix CD?
2. The big bucks from public radio discussion
3. Poop logs. Cos they are. And tootsie roll tainted fingers
4. The Ugliest Dog in the world. I’m still so traumatised from him
5. Rich’s strangely girly laugh and the bet. Ha! Not a huge sum of money, but definitely one that will get some decent sushi.
And finally, your reference to the lines. Aw.
I love this story and hope that we can see a little bit of “Dana Loves Alice Lots and Lots” in the show. Thanks.
Danish is so cute….Helacious is good but Danish, is all bliss
I’m enjoying both of your stories you have going. Thanks and keep it up.
It makes me really happy to see there is no Danish love lost here. I think I’ve said this before, but just you underestand Danish–the danish I think would exist if they didn’t exist on a tv show that needed to create weird ass drama in order to tell stories.
As mch as I am enjoying your helacious story, this ode to Danish is first in y heart of hearts…
Love to see Dana so in love–it’s really nice (I hate using the word “nice” to describe something, but it is).
Thanks for this story-it makes what season 3 might be, a lot more bearable.