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    Letters of Love, hate, and healing 2

    ‘Now, that I am free and clear to go some where, I am not sure where to go’ Tina thought to her self ‘great Tina, you have no where to go.’

    She went and got a hotel room, just outside of the city limits. As she looked around the neighbor hood, she recognized it, from what seems to be a previous lifetime.

    Tina drove passed Eric’s old work. She just sat in the car, thinking that if she got a chance to see him she would apologize. Then a breeze came up, and she took it as a sign to go inside. Seven years and the building still looked the same. She went in and asked for Eric. He was not in.

    “Would you like me to leave a message?” The beautiful young lady at the front desk had asked.

    “No. Not at this time.” Tina Replied. ‘*****, what was I thinking.’


    She remembered there used to be this hole in the wall coffee shop around the corner. So she went to her car, and grabbed some things to write a letter.

    Eric,

    I am not sure why I am here, or why you are getting this letter. Wait yes I am. Eric, this is Tina. Kennard. We knew/loved each other, what now seems like a life time ago. But I have been thinking about the kinda life that you could have given me. I am sorry, that I left the way that I did. I was a coward. I was so lost in myself, that I didn’t even, see what I was doing to you. Karma, has away, of showing itself even if it takes almost eight years to show its self. Anyway, I am just writing to say that I am so very sorry, to have hurt you. I am more sorry that I have waited this long to let you know that.

    Anyway, I am staying at hotel near by for a night, or two.

    I am not sure if you want to talk to me, or see me, but the number is 555-1223 my room number is 324.

    Tina Kennard.

    She then took the letter back to his office, and walked back up to the person working the front desk, she said that Eric was now in, but in a meeting. Tina gave her the letter, and asked that it is to be given to him, when he was available.

    She left his office, and went to her hotel room. She went into take shower. She needed to find a way to wash the last few weeks away.

    When she got out of the shower she called the front desk to see if they had a massage therapist on site, if not where a good one was. As luck would have it they did have one on site, and she had a spot open in about 30 minutes. Tina gladly accepted the time frame. She needed relaxation. She finshed getting dressed and walked down to get her massage.

    She had a 90 minute massage, and it was truely amazing a tall, thin, blond woman, had worked her muscles every which way. Including loose. Leaving her with a nagging need for sexual release.

    When she got back to her room, there was a message light on her phone. She called down to get her messages.

    It was Eric. He wanted to meet with her to catch up on old times. He left his number, and she called him back. He said that he would be able to leave the office around sevenish, he asked her to meet him at the thai food place around the corner from her Hotel, at 8 pm.

    She looked at the clock, it was 5 now. She went into a panic. ‘Do I look as good now, as I did then?’ She went through the outfits that she had brought with her, this was going to be a soul searching getway, not one where she was going to be going out to dinner. “*****” she said aloud to herself. Tina was able to throw and outfit together, that if Bette were to see, there would be no way she would be able to leave the house, with out Bette attacking her. ‘Too bad, I am not trying to see Bette.’

    ****

    Meanwhile, Bette gets home, and notices, that there is both a lighter, and a darker feeling in the house. She sets down her keys, and call for Tina, as she does everyday. Tina, where are you. ‘you idiot, you hurt her, now she is not here.’

    Bette, just wanted to curl up, cry and go to bed. When she got into the bedroom, she noticed that the closet door was opened, and a lot of Tina’s clothes were gone. She sat down on the bed, more of the reality of her actions, where showing them self. She place her hand back, and felt a paper. She looked back.

    She saw the note from Tina.

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