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Post by *Natalie* on Apr 30, 2006 0:19:29 GMT 10
This is great ... please keep writing.
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Post by zelda on Apr 30, 2006 1:00:08 GMT 10
Larue, you really have a gift when you describe people's feelings. These are ones of the best lines written about Luka and Abby. You find everything: pain, passion, communication,mutual respect and love. Their loss is so acute, but they can survive and be genuinely happy because their love is so deeply rooted. And their complicity is striking, body and soul.
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Post by lubyfan on Apr 30, 2006 2:51:38 GMT 10
Love this chapter!
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Post by Real Dream on Apr 30, 2006 10:23:53 GMT 10
OMG what a beautiful chapter! pleaaaaase update ASAP!
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Post by dancergurl18 on Apr 30, 2006 11:14:21 GMT 10
After reading this, I'm about ready to kick myself for getting so behind. Those last three updates were beautiful. I can't wait for more!
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Post by amandarose414 on May 1, 2006 8:26:01 GMT 10
Hi, I am new to this website so I am kinda clueless as to what I am doing but I just wanted to say that this story is really really great! I absolutely love it! keep up the good work! and update ASAP! lol -[glow=red,2,300]amanda[/glow]
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Post by <3 LubyII <3 on May 1, 2006 11:03:17 GMT 10
Great updates!!! Can't wait for the next part.
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Post by larue on May 3, 2006 4:48:14 GMT 10
Hmmm...I am really struggling with where to take this story now. I am not ready to give up writing it but am at loss about which direction to go. Please be patient.
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Post by Tannii on May 4, 2006 1:33:04 GMT 10
Omg !! GREAT! please update
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Post by werty on May 4, 2006 1:43:41 GMT 10
update soon i love this fic
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Post by sammiejm on May 4, 2006 2:47:46 GMT 10
Great update once again Larue. You write Luka and Abby and their feelings so well. I wish I could write like that.
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Post by zelda on May 4, 2006 4:05:05 GMT 10
Helloooo, there!!!! Are you in a coma and need pretty Luka for mouth-to-mouth resuscitation??? Your fans are waiting, Larue!Please wake up! We are addicted, you know it, we need our fic!
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Post by larue on May 4, 2006 4:46:27 GMT 10
“Neela...” Abby rapped sharply on the apartment door. Answer the door...now.” She waited for a moment and then rummaged through her bag for her keys.
“I’m only going to give you a couple of minutes and then I’m using my key!” She knocked again.
“Come on, Neela. I know you’re in there!” Abby hesitated and then stuck her key in the lock with a determined sigh. She pushed open the door and peeked into the livingroom of the apartment. It was dark, neat and orderly and there was no Neela. She dropped her bag onto the floor next to the door and raised the blinds at the windows. She checked the kitchen.
“Neela?” she called. She took a deep breath and opened the bedroom door. Neela was sitting on the edge of the bed in the dark room and looked up at her.
“Go away, Abby,” she said. Abby leaned against the door jamb and looked at her.
“I can’t do that,” she said. “I need someone to help me with some Christmas shopping.”
“Christmas?” Neela groaned and fell back on the bed. “It’s not even November yet.”
“Yeah, well this box is going to Africa so I have to get it ready early.”
“Oh, right...” Neela nodded and closed her eyes again. “Well...I can’t help you today.”
“Sure you can,” Abby said brightly. She crossed the room and opened the curtains that covered the window. Neela squeezed her eyes tighter and pulled a pillow over her eyes.
“I just want to stay here and be alone.”
“You’ve been alone here for the past three days. It’s depressing.”
“I’m entitled to be depressed.”
“Not today.” Abby went to the dresser drawers and pulled out a sweater and jeans. She tossed them onto the bed.
“Can you put that stuff on by yourself or do you need some help?” Neela growled and sat up in the jumbled bed sheets.
“You’re not going to give up, are you?” she cried. Abby shook her head.
“You and I don’t have a day off together very often,” she said. “Come on. We’re not going to waste it.” Neela shook her head and scowled up at her friend. Abby grinned wider as Neela threw her legs over the side of the bed and reached for her jeans.
“I’ll be right out,” she said bitterly. Abby nodded and left the room. Her smile faded into one of worry as she closed the bedroom door behind her.
Abby sighed and went to check the cupboards in the kitchen. Just as she thought. They were practically empty. So was the refrigerator. She opened a half empty carton of milk and grimaced as the sour smell wafted to her nose. She poured it down the drain in the sink. There was one consolation. She hadn’t found any alcohol bottles - either full or empty.
She was waiting by the door when Neela came out of the bedroom, dressed and ready to go. She had pulled her hair back into a tight bun and wore huge sunglasses. Abby handed her a purse and opened the door.
“Have you eaten anything yet today?” she asked her. “Do you want to get something now or just have lunch at the Water Tower?” Neela shrugged.
“Okay,” Abby said. “Water Tower it is!” Neela sighed and locked the apartment door as Abby waited for her and they headed out onto the street toward the EL station.
Neela hated Abby at the moment. She was her best friend and she still hated her. Why did she insist on dragging her out of the safety of her dark apartment and back into the world of the living? She had been perfectly fine there. She’d even stayed away from drinking. The last nasty hangover had been enough for a long while. Neela glared at Abby from behind her sunglasses and shook her head when she flashed a smile at her. Abby was ignoring her morose mood and chattering on about what to get for the Christmas box she was planning for the two girls she’d met in Africa.
As they combed the stores at the Water Tower shopping complex and then headed over to the Navy Pier, Neela managed to shake her mood a bit. It was actually fun looking for hair clips and head bands that might entice a 12 year old girl. They selected some scented lotions, some pretty pajama pants and tops, puzzles and hard candy from a candy shop. Abby was all smiles as they settled into a booth at a restaurant for a late lunch. Neela just looked at her and took the sun glasses off.
"Do you think they will know about Christmas?" she asked.
"I think so," Abby said as she looked over the menu. "The school they are at is Catholic." Neela sighed and looked at her for a long moment.
“Does it really end, Abby?” she asked. “Have you gotten to the end of this whole grief thing?” Abby looked up at her and shrugged.
“It’s been harder on you,” she said quietly. “You stayed in Chicago. You’ve kept working. Luka and I...we ran away at first. To Croatia and then to Darfur.”
“It’s been months.” Neela wiped a tear from her eye. “I just want it to be over. I want to stop being sad. I want to find an end the way you have.”
“We haven’t found an ‘end’, Neela,” Abby said. “We still have a nursery that we can’t quite bring ourselves to pack up. I haven’t been able to set foot near NICU since coming back and Luka wants to go to a grief therapy group but I can’t do it.”
“I tried that,” Neela sighed. “I went to one of the groups set up by themilitary for families that have lost someone.’
“How did that go?” Neela shrugged.
“I didn’t want to go back.”
“Sometimes I feel incredibly guilty,” Abby said quietly. “Luka has lost three children...and a wife...and yet we always seem to take care of my needs first...never his.”
“Luka loves you,” Neela said quietly. “Helping you helps him.” Abby thought about that for a moment and then nodded slowly.
“I think you’re right,” she said. “But still...” They both looked up as a waitress approached for their order. They placed a lunch order and then sat back in their seats and looked at one another. Abby chuckled.
“We are quite a pair,” she sighed. She was relieved to see Neela’s slight smile.
“Maybe we ought to start our own grief therapy group,” Abby said. “It would get Luka off my back and give us a real excuse to do this more often.” Neela nodded and laughed.
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Post by Lubyfanatic316 on May 4, 2006 7:06:39 GMT 10
Great update!
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Post by <3 LubyII <3 on May 4, 2006 7:20:16 GMT 10
Loved the update! Can't wait for the next one.
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