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Grace and Frankie S7E3 (2)

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Grace and Frankie S7E3 (1)

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Grace and Frankie S7E2

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Five Minutes [Grace/Frankie] - Final Chapter and Epilogue

Last full chapter and epilogue up now on A03. I have loved every minute of writing this story. Thank you so much for reading, for taking the time to comment, for all your love and support. Enjoy! Here’s an excerpt:

One year later.

Grace could only shake her head at how perfectly camouflaged Frankie was with the decor in Dr. Judy’s office. It was uncanny, really, the way her purple smock complimented the Thai curtains Rebecca had picked up on her recent trip to Bangkok, a detail Frankie culled from the therapist as she complimented her on their matching clogs. Rebecca was delighted to digress for a few minutes about the elephant sanctuary she’d visited, and Frankie insisted it was kismet, the two bonding over recipes for mee krob and homemade avocado masks.

Grace was initially jealous of their connection, when Frankie first started joining her appointments every so often. Rebecca insisted it wasn’t couple’s therapy, not exactly, that Frankie was simply welcome to take part in Grace’s narrative process, just like Brianna had. Frankie brought a different perspective that could help both of them as they ventured forth in their “mutual journey of becoming.” Becoming what? Grace asked at the time, and she could have sworn Rebecca and Frankie shared a knowing laugh, but she didn’t take offense to it.

If anything, having the two women who seemed to “get” her most, who knew her strengths and weaknesses and still never ran for the hills, was an incredible comfort, one Grace had never felt before. Being in therapy had become second nature at this point, the impulse to hide from her feelings, like she was taught to do growing up, dissipating from the moment she set foot in Dr. Judy’s office. Frankie’s presence only made her feel even more supported. So, Grace let go of the fact that her partner and her therapist seemed to share the same affinity for collecting mystical objects, and that together they could have donated enough peasant skirts to outfit an entire New Age village in Tibet.

“So you’re enjoying life as a grandmother, I take it?” Rebecca asked.

“Oh, it’s the bees knees,” Frankie crossed her legs, draping her arm over Grace’s lap as they squished together on the sofa. “We had our first sleepover the other night. The kids had concert tickets. I knew it would be fine, even though Grace was nervous because she’s still so little.”

“Babies always make me nervous,” Grace admitted. “Even my own did at first, but Genie’s a really good one. So sweet.”

“And everything else?” Rebecca looked back and forth between them. “Have you been keeping up with your homework?”

“I’d say so,” Frankie nodded, turning to Grace. “Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Definitely,” Grace breathed. “Especially since someone never lets me forget.”

“You enjoy it too,” Frankie grinned, gently shaking her arm. “At least it keeps me on my toes about the dishes, right?”

“That is true,” Grace smirked. “You have been much better about that lately.”

“Of course I have,” Frankie winked. “And you’ve been better about not moving my geodes without letting me know so I can recharge them afterwards.”

“Exactly,” Grace laughed as she rolled her eyes. “Just like every other household in America.”

“How about I check in with Grace for a few minutes before we wrap things up?” Rebecca suggested.

“Sounds good to me,” Frankie stood, straightening out her palazzos. “See you next month, Dr. Judy. A pleasure, as always.”

“Likewise, Frankie,” Rebecca told her. “Take care.”

Frankie moved to the door, but before she could exit, she turned back to Grace, mouthing very clearly “Tell her about the thing.” Grace waved her off, smiling nervously as Dr. Judy watched them, and Frankie disappeared.

“Uh oh. What was that?”

“Just her reminding me about something,” Grace exhaled. “We both do it. I started it, but now it’s ‘Maybe you should bring it up with Dr. Judy’ all the time. It works, sort of. It’s a great way to delay stressful conversations, if anything.”

“Well, don’t leave me hanging,” Rebecca insisted. “What’s up?”

“Nothing major,” Grace clarified. “It’s just…well, we’ve been talking about this YouTube channel for what feels like forever. At least a year, maybe longer. We even shot some practice vids, developed a few scripts, but we keep delaying for some reason. Frankie certainly seems less driven by it. I mean, not completely. The business is soaring. Our product expansion line is almost in full swing, but…I’m not sure either of us can communicate why we’re stalling on the media front.”

“If it doesn’t feel right, it’s okay to let go,” Rebecca soothed. “You’ve got so much else happening these days.”

“I think when I first proposed it, I was in a very different place,” Grace continued. “I was so frustrated with myself for not taking the plunge, for not coming out in that stupid Vice segment, I just wanted to make up for it somehow. But now, nearly everyone knows. Both our families, all our friends. Well…most of our friends. Maybe all I wanted was for Frankie to know I was willing to do anything, even if it meant going outside my comfort zone, when the truth is…I like having our private life separate from our public personas. I think she does too, even if she won’t admit it. I don’t want that to ever go away.”

“Then maybe you have your answer,” Rebecca smiled. “And it sounds like Frankie will be okay with whatever that is.”

Grace nodded slowly, her attention drifting into space. She mindlessly played with the zipper on her purse, getting lost as she looked down into her lap.

“What is it?”

“It’s just…all this talk about next steps,” Grace swallowed. “I keep thinking…about where she and I might be headed. As a couple.”

“You mean…marriage?”

“God no,” Grace shook her head immediately, anxiously rubbing her legs. “No, I…I’d feel crazy even thinking about that yet.”

“But you are thinking about it,” Rebecca smirked. “Why is that so crazy?”

“Because,” Grace sighed, shifting. “I feel like we haven’t been together long enough. I mean, Sol and Robert waited twenty years. Sure, there were plenty of painful reasons why they did, but…I don’t know. Everything just feels so much easier with us. I can’t fathom how hard it must have been for them. I don’t want to admit it, but in some ways, Frankie and I have had it way easier than they did, and that feels…like we haven’t earned the right to think about things like marriage yet. Like we haven’t been through enough.”

“You really believe that?” Dr. Judy looked at her, for once, like she was crazy. “You really think you haven’t been through enough?”

“Well, I…”

“Because from my perspective, Grace, you most certainly have. It’s all relative, and it’s your choice completely what you decide to do next, but don’t feel like you have to suffer for some indeterminate amount of time in order to earn your happiness. That’s not how life works, not how it should work. The narrative that we can only achieve everything we want after walking through the depths of hell to get there is a myth. There’s nothing wrong with ‘easy.’ Maybe it feels easy because it’s right? Have you considered that?”

“Yeah,” Grace laughed a little, smiling as she crossed her arms. “Every day in fact. I know it is.”

“See? And that says something. You’ve struggled enough for one lifetime. You’ve been through the fire. Now you get to bask in the afterglow, whatever you decide that might look like for you. And for Frankie.”

“Dr. Judy,” Grace teared up. “I don’t know how to tell you…how grateful I am. You’ve helped me, helped us, so much. I can never thank you enough.”

“That’s my job,” Rebecca told her. “You’re the one who’s done the work. You should be very proud.”

Grace nodded, letting that sink in, owning it fully.

She had come a long way. Now, it was time to decide just how much further she was willing to go.

Read the rest on A03.

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Grace and Frankie

S3E4

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“I tweet, I Instagram, I Facebook, I do it all.” - Jane Fonda on her Instagram post (”when I had to sleep in the evening dress”) that went viral! [x]

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I cannot watch this video on youtube in my country... so sad :(

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S1E8 ~ S1E9

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S1E9

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Brianna “red is my power color” Hanson

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Brianna in red super hot🔥🔥🔥

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 “hey, lover.”

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OCEAN'S 8

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SOMETIMES TOO MUCH 🥰🤣🥰

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모던 패밀리 

클레어 x 글로리아

하이틴, 2차 창작물.

#1.

"피트 이 빌어먹을 새끼!"

클레어는 추위에 덜덜 떨며 아무도 듣지 않는 허공에 대고 악을 썼다.

안 그래도 그딴 놈에게 별 기대를 하진 않았지만 이건 정말 미친 놈이잖아!

피트는 소위 말하는 학교의 인기 많은 남학생이었다.

그런 소년들이 으레 그러하듯이, 피트는 잘생긴 얼굴에 조각 같은 몸을 가지고 있었으며,

실력 좋은 미식축구 팀의 주장이었지만 머리는 영 돌대가리였다.

클레어도 피트가 멍청하다는 것을 알고 있었다.

그럼에도 불구하고 피트와 그의 똘마니들이 준비한 공개 고백을 거절하지 않은 이유는 단 하나,

아빠인 제이가 싫어할 것이 뻔했기 때문이었다.

클레어는 제이의 관심을 끌기 위해 부던히 노력해 왔다. 미첼과 말다툼을 할 때면 그 사실을 절대 인정하지 않았지만,

인생의 크고 작은 선택을 할 때 제이의 반응을 먼저 상상한 후 결정을 내리는 경우가 적지 않았다.

바보 같이 덩치만 큰 남학생들과 데이트를 할 때면 제이는 길길이 화를 냈고, 제이가 흥미를 잃으면

클레어는 몇 주 후에 그 남자애들과 헤어지곤 했다.

피트는 요 근래 제이가 가장 싫어하는 남학생이었다. 첫째, 잘나가지만 멍청한, 몸 좋은 남자애들의 전형이고,

둘째, 제이와 몇 년 째 원수 지간이 된 옷장 회사 사장의 아들이었기 때문이다.

그 사실을 알게 된 클레어로서는 피트를 거절할 이유가 없었다.

그런데...

"그래서 싫다는거야? 이해가 안돼. 겁이 나서 그래?"

"대체, 싫으면 싫은 거지 이유가 어디 있어? 너야 말로 갑자기 왜 이래?"

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친구 집에서 한 파티에서 돌아오는 길, 클레어는 피트가 이상한 길로 운전을 하고 있다는 사실을 알아챘다.

"피트, 어디 가? 여기는 우리 동네가 아니잖아."

"알아, 클레어. 내가 좋은 거 보여줄게."

피트는 싱긋 웃어 보였고, 마음이 놓인 클레어는 좌석 깊숙이 몸을 파묻었다.

그러나 잠시 후 피트가 차를 세운 곳은 좋은 곳이 아닌, 인적 하나 없는 영업시간이 지난 식당 뒷편이었다.

"피트? 여기가 어디야? 우리 길을 잃은 거야?"

클레어의 물음에 피트는 왜인지 느긋한 몸짓으로 안전벨트를 풀었다.

"피트, 뭐해?"

"내가 저번 주에 너희 집 놀러 갔을 때 기억해?"

"놀러? 놀러 온 게 아니라 네가 우리 집 뒷마당에서 한밤중에 세레나데를 부른거잖아!"

"그렇긴 했지. 하지만 그 뒤에 너희 가족들 앞에서, 네가 내 노래의 가사가 정말 마음에 든다고 했잖아.

사실 정확히 말하면, 그 가사가 사실이었으면 좋겠다고 했지."

우리 아빠가 거기 있었으니까!

클레어는 속으로 비명을 지르듯이 외쳤다.

피트가 그 날 부른 외설적인 노래의 가사는 대부분 클레어의 몸에 관한 내용을 담고 있었으며, 후렴구 부분은

본인의 차 뒤에서 클레어와 xx를 하고 싶다는 이야기가 계속 반복되었다.

한심했지만 그 날 피트는 약간 귀여웠고, 무엇보다 그 머저리 같은 놈을 당장 내 앞에서 없애라며 화내는

제이가 있었기 때문에 클레어는 짐짓 설레 하는 표정을 지으며 피트에게 다가가 말했더랬다.

"오, 피트, 정말 감동이야. 네 귀여운 노래 가삿말이 정말 사실이었으면 좋겠다."

맹세코, 클레어는 피트의 더럽고 좁은 차 뒷좌석에서 피트와 하고픈 마음은 없었다.

"사실 내 말은 엄밀히 말하면 문자 그대로는 아니었-"

"-너와 내 생각이 같다는 걸 알게 되니까, 뭐 기다릴 거 있나 싶더라고. 너도 좋지?"

"피트... 솔직히 그 날 노래를 하러 오밤중에 우리 집에 쳐들어온 건 나름 스윗했지만..."

"그런데? 문제라도 있어?"

"음... 솔직히 내가 지금 당장, 여기서 너랑 그런 걸 하고 싶은건지는 잘 모르겠어. 우리 데이트한 지 3주 밖에 안됐잖아."

"그래서 싫다는거야? 이해가 안돼. 겁이 나서 그래?"

"대체, 싫으면 싫은 거지 이유가 어디 있어? 너야 말로 갑자기 왜 이래? 나한텐 오늘 오후 내내 말 한마디 없었잖아."

"그야 네가 좋아할 줄 알았으니까!"

피트와 그렇게 옥신각신 하던 클레어는 더이상 참지 못하고 외쳤다.

"대체 어떤 한심한 여자가 이딴 식당 뒤 먼지 쌓인 차 안에서 하는 섻으를 낭만적이라고 생각하는 멍청이랑 자고 싶겠어?"

피트의 매끈한 얼굴은 순식간에 붉으락푸르락 달아올랐다.

그를 밀쳐낸 클레어는 차문을 열고 내려 너 같은 건 필요없으니 꺼지라는 말을 했고, 생각이라고는 조금도 못하는,

뇌가 근육에 잡아먹힌 머저리 피트가 그대로 차를 몰고 가 버린 것이 5분 전의 일이었다.

"젠장, 젠장, 젠장할!"

클레어는 입김과 함께 욕설을 내뱉었다.

바로 미첼에게 전화를 걸어 약간의 협박 끝에 겁쟁이 미첼이 부모님 몰래 빠져나와 택시를 타고 데리러 오게 하는 데에는 성공했지만,

이 곳은 집에서 차로 30분 정도 걸리는 거리였다.

한겨울은 아니었지만 가을 끝자락의 밤은, 얇은 드레스를 입은 클레어의 몸을 덜덜 떨게 하기엔 충분히 추웠다.

그러나 별 수가 있는 것도 아니었으므로, 클레어는 욕설을 간간히 내뱉으며 식당 앞 벤치에 앉아 있었다.

10분 후,

고개를 숙이고 앉아있는 클레어의 옆얼굴에 갑자기 환한 불빛이 비추었다.

미첼이 벌써 온건가? 하는 기대에 고개를 돌린 클레어의 눈에 보인 것은 낯익은 새빨간 뷰익이었다.

오, 말도 안돼.

클레어는 나지막히 탄식했다.