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    The Laws of Attraction: Part Twenty One

    “Right,” said Alice in skeptical humor. She pulled back and lifted an eyebrow staidly. “What if it was the French Open?” 

    “Flu,” said Dana with a grin.

    “Australian Open?” said Alice, pushing onward.

    “Flu,” said Dana with a grin.

    “US
    Open?” said Alice knowingly, already aware it was the reason that
    ranking well in this upcoming tournament was so very important to the
    brunette.

    Pausing to consider it for a moment, Dana then said with a grin, “Flu.”

    “Wimbledon?” said Alice, gravely pronouncing the tournament of all tennis tournaments. 

    “Flu,”
    said Dana, imitating Alice’s grave tones and moving closer to capture
    her lips for a slow and detailed kiss. Halfway singing and smiling
    happily into it, “You give me fever.”

    Returning
    the smile and chuckling when they parted, Alice nuzzled Dana’s nose
    with her own and asked solemnly, “Did it start long ago?”

    “In the morning and all through the night,” replied Dana just as solemnly, nodding her head.

    “But is it a lovely way to burn?” Alice drawled, moving their lips closer.

    “That’s
    something you all know,” said Dana who ended their song lyric quoting
    by closing the distance and kissing the blonde deeply. Kissing her deep
    and hard and complete, sinking further into one another with every
    second that passed. When they parted, she said in rough and desperate
    tones, “Forget what I just said. I have the flu now too.”

    Laughing
    quietly, Alice started to reply but she paused and frantically began
    patting the back pockets of her jeans that made it look like she was
    strangely trying to grope herself. Not that Dana would blame her for
    that impulse since it was one she felt pretty much every second of
    every day. “Al?” asked Dana, frowning in concern. “What’s up?”

    “I
    almost forgot it!” Alice cried in something of a panic, turning on her
    heel and running up the massive stairs that led to Dana’s condo.
    Leaving an extremely perplexed athlete behind.

    Shrugging
    her shoulders, Dana closed the trunk to her Subaru to wander after
    Alice who walked out of the condo just as she reached the top of the
    stairs. “What’s up?” asked Dana again, hoping that she might get an
    answer this time. “Are you okay?”

    “I’m
    fine,” said Alice who was slightly red and looked entirely sheepish.
    She coughed and averted her eyes from Dana to stare at a nearby tree.
    “You know how this is going to be the first local tournament that I
    can’t attend from start to finish?”

    Comments

    1. 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.

    2. 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!

    3. 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. ;-)

    4. 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.

    5. 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.

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