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Cornucopia ~ Chapter 7 ~ Thanksgiving Wednesday (Part Three and Four of Four)
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Shane shoved her hands in the pocket of her jeans and smiled as she watched people’s reactions as they recognized the tune. Russ had been distracted when he felt his pager buzz. He did not recognize the number, but it had a Raleigh area code. He panicked that there was an emergency at home and rushed to the closest pay phone, which was in front of the building where Kit was playing. He was relieved when Tina answered the phone.
“Russ?”
“Tina, what’s wrong?”
“Um I just had a question about the pies. How chilled should they be when they are served?”
“Damnit Tina. You scared me. I thought a page from someone at home meant that something bad had happened.”
“I’m sorry.”
‘I’m glad it isn’t an emergency.”
“Hey. Where are you? It sounds noisy. What’s that music?”
Bette had been distracted by the familiar tune and had not seen David get too close to the work area. She spotted him just as he tripped over one of the black cables and started to fall at great force into a stand holding a klieg light.
“David!” she screamed.
“Fuck!” Russ called out as he dropped the phone receiver and grabbed the falling boy. “Are you okay?” he asked David when he knew he had a firm grip on the child.
“David, are you hurt?” Bette asked, her voice trembling a bit.
David shook his head no.
Russ lifted the boy so that he stood solidly on the ground. “He looks unscathed,” Russ looked at Bette who had knelt on the ground to inspect her nephew and then to hug him tight.. Russ smiled, “It seems to have taken more out of you than it did him.”
“True,” Bette smiled, her relief audible from just that one word. “Thank you. I don’t know how to thank you.”
“All in a day’s work for a superhero.”
Bette laughed a bit, still overwhelmed by what almost happened. She stood up, “David?”
“Thank you sir.”
“I’m glad I could help.” He addressed David, “Just be careful, alright?”
David nodded.
“I don’t know how to thank you,” Bette repeated herself
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I will say again, you do families very well. I thank you for having Jenny confused by a spud, it’s so apt. A wonderful story Spumoni, and particularly nostalgic for me. I haven’t been able to return to NYC since I left over 3 years ago, and I’d lived there for over 20 years, 10 of the just a few doors east of Serendipty. My brother had had the apartment for years before me, so perhaps I wandered by and didn’t make note of Jenny or Dana. My brother had watched several friends go through what Russ was dealing with. An admirable work all together. I look forward to your next effort as I continue catch up on your older stories that I missed.
Loved the flashbacks,and how in later years they all became friends. thanks for the story Now how about a Christmas one
Good job IceCream I can’t wait for part 4. This is just like a reminder of the last holiday and a gear up for the next. Perfect timing because we have time to enjoy it better than in the middle of a holiday rush. Thank you, Md
“Fuck, Porter, Tina’s the top!” LMAO!! Still claiming this would be first place on my holiday ‘must see’ list if you could bring it to life on the big (or little) screen!!! You have seemlessly woven their lives together… awesome!!!
absolutely loved it…past and present…what a great story
Thank you thank you for a beautiful story and a lovely depiction of my old neighborhood on the upper west side. It was awesome seeing our beloved characters in some of my old haunts, and the convergence is just so…so heartwarming, thank you.