Life's Funny    Life's Funny by Catalina Dudka

  

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 Rated G 

 Life's Funny
 (by Catalina Dudka - Copyright 1996) 

 Life's funny, Ray thought. Granted, it wasn't a very original thought,
but it fit the situation at hand to a tee. Not so long ago he never would
have believed it possible. As a matter of fact, he'd have bet sure money
Frannie never had a chance. Yet here she was, watching TV, snuggled up to
Fraser, and he didn't mind. Heck, that was putting it mildly. Not only did
Fraser not mind, he was lovin' every minute of it! 

 Out of the corner of his eye, Ray observed his sister and the Mountie.
Fraser's arm was draped casually round her shoulders, and Frannie leaned
comfortably against him. Both laughed softly at the antics of the
characters on the screen. They were watching some Canadian show 'Kids in
the Alley' or something. Weird, but Ray had to admit, funny. In any case,
there they were, his little sister and his best friend. Together. 

 His little sister ... Ray smiled to himself and remembered. 

 Frannie was eight and he was teaching her to ride a bike. At first she
did pretty well, but on her third lap round the playground, Frannie fell
and wouldn't get on the bike again. Ray could picture her perfectly, long
brown hair in messy braids, and a tear-streaked face looking up at him
over a pair of skinned knees. 

 "I'm not doing it again!" 

 "What? You're not gonna fall down again?! I hope not!" 

 "No! I'm not getting onna bike again. Not ever!" she sobbed. 

 "Heck, now that'd be stupid." 

 "Why?" She asked petulantly. 

 "Because ... If you don't, how do you expect to ride it?" Ray answered
proud of his logic. 

 "I don't know," frowning, Frannie pondered the problem. 

 "Come on, Frannie. Get on the bike," Ray held the culprit upright, and
extended a hand to his sibling. Grubby fingers took hold of his own, and
he hauled her to her feet. "You can't give up now." 

 Frannie eyed the vehicle in question suspiciously. 

 "OK," she said "OK," not to him, but to the bicycle. Almost as if she and
it had come to an understanding. from that day on Frannie rode everywhere,
end even fell a few more times, but she always got on again. 

 That was Frannie. She always got on life again. Even after curves like
her marriage to that no good ... She didn't give up. She lay low for a
while, Ray understood that. He always knew, that no matter how depressed
she felt, she'd pull through. Of course, it was kinda hard to lay low in
this family. Someone was always around to urge you back on the bike. 

 Then the Canadian came into their lives. When Ray realized the effect
Fraser had on Frannie, he'd almost been tempted never to bring the Mountie
home again. The big brother in Ray wanted to protect her, but he resisted,
knowing Frannie would take care of herself. And she did. Frannie never
gave up on herself, and eventually even Fraser realized how much she meant
to him. Who'd have thought that Frannie would be the one to teach his best
friend how to get on that bike again. 

 A familiar giggle brought Ray back from his reverie. He watched as
Fraser's eyes left the TV screen to contemplate lovingly the girl ... no
... woman in his arms. The Mountie's lips brushed her temple and as blue
eyes lifted, they met with hazel ones. Fraser smiled, and Ray answered his
new brother-in-law with a grin. Life was funny. Go figure. 

 The End 

 Cat (cdudka@direct.ca)