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Time Heals All Wounds, Ch. 3
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“Hey, what’s your guitar doing out?” Dana asked, suddenly noticing the guitar lying on the couch beside Alice. “I don’t think I’ve seen you play it since we first met.”
“It’s” Alice paused, biting her lip. “Therapy,” she finished. For my mind and body.
“Oh,” Dana answered, not sure what else to say. “WellI’m going to the store now. Did you want anything?” Cringing in anticipation of what was to come, she ducked back into the kitchen and poured some coffee into a travel mug.
“Nope, I’m good,” Alice responded, going back to studying the paper in front of her.
Dana stepped back into the living room. “Well, uh, okay.” Grabbing her bag, she took two steps to the door and then turned around. Alice was still reading. Clearing her throat, Dana asked, “So, ah, is that it?”
“Hmm?” Alice replied, looking distracted. “Oh yeah. Be careful, and I’ll see you later,” Alice said, giving Dana a quick smile before grabbing her pen and scrawling a few words onto the paper.
Dana reached for the doorknob, hesitating. “Um, bye, baby,” she said, opening the door a fraction of an inch.
Alice merely waved and picked up the guitar, fiddling with the ***** on the top.
Frowning, Dana stepped outside and closed the door behind her. Okay, Alice didn’t demand to come with me like she normally does. But I should be relieved; I finally get to go somewhere by myself. Well, I am happy, but
Exhaling noisily, Dana leaned back against the door and crossed her arms. But why didn’t Alice invite herself along? This is weird.
Shane sleepily shuffled into the living room, rubbing her eyes. She blinked when she noticed Alice sitting on the couch in her tank top and Care Bears pajama pants, plucking at the strings of her guitar in her lap. “Al, what are you doing up and alert at this ungodly hour?”
Glancing up briefly, Alice said, “I’m working on something.”
With a huge yawn, Shane padded into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. Coming back into the room, leaning against the wall and cradling the cup in her hands, she studied Alice a moment. “You’re awake. I hate you. I don’t think I slept more than three hours last night, and I have to meet a ***** realtor in two hours.”
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Thanks for another great update, FF. The scene that Shane talked to Jenny at her tomb touched me. I think that Al/Dane and Shane/Carmen are just so wonderful matches even though I got some hints of their breaking-up. Let Tina get out of the guilty.
I hope that Shane will throw the number away!
great update!!
Evertone is feeling guilty. Tina is depressed she does need help. but Bette and Angies needs her also. Lets get this all straighten out . Let Shane help Bette get her own gallery started. thanks
This is crazy and they all need help!
Alright, you posted! Problems, what problems? This was a fantastic chapter yet again, I’m totaly hung up on Danish and Shane’s stories. I’ve always love the friendship between Shane and Jenny and I’m really enjoying what you’re doing with them eventhough Jenny is dead.
I hate to say this but I think Bette should wheel Tina over to wherever Dan Foxworthy lives and let her stay with him awhile. Maybe he can snap her out of her depression.
I hope that they all sort out there problems soon and that shane will stay wilth carmen they are so good together and they same goes for alice and dana they need to sit down and talk big time please post soon i love it
“great comments! Reading them helps me push myself harder to get through the bouts of writer’s block…”
Well, we’re all behind you… and helping to push! ;-)