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madeleineurban 's latest posting and saw she had a review by elisa_rolle for "The Proposition" which is a story in Mr. Right Now .
So I happily pop off to read and was stunned to realize "Hey, Elisa mentions "Odds Are" too!
Color me giddy. That's my first review on a published story.
Quoted here:
"I like this story but I'm also a pretty sad that there is not and [sic] happily ever after for Rick and Jonah... As I read Jonah, he would be a perfect partner for Rick."
Thank you very much, Elisa.
There's been two common threads in comments I've received from "Odds Are". Top of the list was that people wanted to hear more about Jonah's gambling grandmother and also like you, they wanted a hint of what the future held for Rick and Jonah.
So, in celebration of my first review on a published story here's an excerpt from a story that should have been finished already were it not for my right wrist being semi-immobilised in this pesky arm brace.
***
“No. No, no, no.” Jeremiah banged his head on the table in front of him. “Not this weekend, please?”
“Come on, man. You owe me.” Jonah’s distinctive voice couldn’t hide his amusement at Jeremiah’s response.
“I know I do.” Jeremiah could hear the whine in his voice but couldn’t seem to stop himself. “I can handle Gramma L., but Aubrette? Where’s the other girls? Don’t you know what this weekend is?”
“Hell, man, why do you think no one else can come? They’ve all been booked for a romantic weekend months before Grams got the itch to play the slots. Aubrette’s the only one single. She’s not dating anyone right now and you know that Grandma needs someone to keep an eye on her.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Jeremiah agreed before he whined again. “But Aubrette? Can’t you and Rick come instead? It’s been a while since we’ve gotten together.”
It’s not that Jonah’s sister wasn’t nice, all of his sisters were and over the years Jeremiah had come to think of them all as his sisters. The flaw was that somehow, Aubrette, the youngest didn’t get that memo. She also apparently didn’t get the one that laid out Jeremiah’s preference for the male of the species.
It helped that the other girls, being older could remember when he’d been in past relationships. They tried to talk to her but Aubrette refused to listen. Jeremiah still broke out into a sweat every time he remembered the last Christmas Holiday when Aubrette kept attempting to maneuver him under the mysteriously multiplying mistletoe.
Jonah started laughing on the other end of the line, the bastard; and Jeremiah knew he was remembering that same Christmas. Jeremiah was suddenly tempted to call Rick and tell him every deep dark secret he knew about his friend – and then maybe even make something up.
“It’s not like I’m asking you to let her stay at your place. I know better than that. I just need you to keep an eye on them.” There was a brief pause. “It’s really important to me. I’ve made plans for the weekend, I’m…I’m…” There was another pause and Jeremiah could hear his friend swallowing on the other end of the connection. “I’m going to ask Rick to move in me.”
“Whoa.” Jeremiah was quiet for minute at the thought of his friend, Love ‘em and Leave ‘em Lavierge settling down. “Congratulations. That’s some serious stuff. Uh…you sure?”
“What’s not to be sure.” Jonah’s voice grew testy and Jeremiah smiled. “The Doc’s the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“Well, you just sound a little nervous.”
“Nervous?” Jonah replied indignantly before his voice lowered. “Fuck, man, I’m scared shitless.”
It was Jeremiah’s turn to laugh. “It’ll be ok. You and the Doc are a good fit.”
“There’s just so much we still have to work out, you know?” Now that he had Jeremiah on the phone Jonah couldn’t resist giving voice to a few of his uncertainties. “Do I really ask him to give up everything he’s worked for? Wouldn’t it be better if I tried to find a job where he is?”
“You guys will figure it out.” Jeremiah was sure if the two men could make the long distance thing work they could find a way to make this happen if they really wanted to. “Remember how last time we all had dinner together how excited Rick was talking about the research going on the University by Grams?”
“You’re right. It’s just weird, you know? I still can’t believe how this has all played out.”
Jeremiah could hear the happiness in his friend’s voice and felt a brief pang of envy.
“So do I wish you good luck or what?” Jeremiah determinedly thrust aside his feelings, ashamed at himself.
“I’ll do the same for you.”
Jeremiah cursed as Jonah laughed again before hanging up the phone. Valentine’s weekend and Aubrette.
Great.
***
madeleineurban 's latest posting and saw she had a review by elisa_rolle for "The Proposition" which is a story in Mr. Right Now . So I happily pop off to read and was stunned to realize "Hey, Elisa mentions "Odds Are" too!
Color me giddy. That's my first review on a published story.
Quoted here:
"I like this story but I'm also a pretty sad that there is not and [sic] happily ever after for Rick and Jonah... As I read Jonah, he would be a perfect partner for Rick."
Thank you very much, Elisa.
There's been two common threads in comments I've received from "Odds Are". Top of the list was that people wanted to hear more about Jonah's gambling grandmother and also like you, they wanted a hint of what the future held for Rick and Jonah.
So, in celebration of my first review on a published story here's an excerpt from a story that should have been finished already were it not for my right wrist being semi-immobilised in this pesky arm brace.
***
“No. No, no, no.” Jeremiah banged his head on the table in front of him. “Not this weekend, please?”
“Come on, man. You owe me.” Jonah’s distinctive voice couldn’t hide his amusement at Jeremiah’s response.
“I know I do.” Jeremiah could hear the whine in his voice but couldn’t seem to stop himself. “I can handle Gramma L., but Aubrette? Where’s the other girls? Don’t you know what this weekend is?”
“Hell, man, why do you think no one else can come? They’ve all been booked for a romantic weekend months before Grams got the itch to play the slots. Aubrette’s the only one single. She’s not dating anyone right now and you know that Grandma needs someone to keep an eye on her.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Jeremiah agreed before he whined again. “But Aubrette? Can’t you and Rick come instead? It’s been a while since we’ve gotten together.”
It’s not that Jonah’s sister wasn’t nice, all of his sisters were and over the years Jeremiah had come to think of them all as his sisters. The flaw was that somehow, Aubrette, the youngest didn’t get that memo. She also apparently didn’t get the one that laid out Jeremiah’s preference for the male of the species.
It helped that the other girls, being older could remember when he’d been in past relationships. They tried to talk to her but Aubrette refused to listen. Jeremiah still broke out into a sweat every time he remembered the last Christmas Holiday when Aubrette kept attempting to maneuver him under the mysteriously multiplying mistletoe.
Jonah started laughing on the other end of the line, the bastard; and Jeremiah knew he was remembering that same Christmas. Jeremiah was suddenly tempted to call Rick and tell him every deep dark secret he knew about his friend – and then maybe even make something up.
“It’s not like I’m asking you to let her stay at your place. I know better than that. I just need you to keep an eye on them.” There was a brief pause. “It’s really important to me. I’ve made plans for the weekend, I’m…I’m…” There was another pause and Jeremiah could hear his friend swallowing on the other end of the connection. “I’m going to ask Rick to move in me.”
“Whoa.” Jeremiah was quiet for minute at the thought of his friend, Love ‘em and Leave ‘em Lavierge settling down. “Congratulations. That’s some serious stuff. Uh…you sure?”
“What’s not to be sure.” Jonah’s voice grew testy and Jeremiah smiled. “The Doc’s the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“Well, you just sound a little nervous.”
“Nervous?” Jonah replied indignantly before his voice lowered. “Fuck, man, I’m scared shitless.”
It was Jeremiah’s turn to laugh. “It’ll be ok. You and the Doc are a good fit.”
“There’s just so much we still have to work out, you know?” Now that he had Jeremiah on the phone Jonah couldn’t resist giving voice to a few of his uncertainties. “Do I really ask him to give up everything he’s worked for? Wouldn’t it be better if I tried to find a job where he is?”
“You guys will figure it out.” Jeremiah was sure if the two men could make the long distance thing work they could find a way to make this happen if they really wanted to. “Remember how last time we all had dinner together how excited Rick was talking about the research going on the University by Grams?”
“You’re right. It’s just weird, you know? I still can’t believe how this has all played out.”
Jeremiah could hear the happiness in his friend’s voice and felt a brief pang of envy.
“So do I wish you good luck or what?” Jeremiah determinedly thrust aside his feelings, ashamed at himself.
“I’ll do the same for you.”
Jeremiah cursed as Jonah laughed again before hanging up the phone. Valentine’s weekend and Aubrette.
Great.
***
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Date: 2008-02-02 06:24 pm (UTC)