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    Beauty is only skin deep (part seven)

    The park was lush with green grasses, children littered the playground, happily sliding and dancing about. The ice cream truck put-putted around, a chubby man in white garb was driving while smiling and calling out to everyone. Ice cream, get your ice cream here! The sun was hitting just above the trees, and it lit up Tinas face brilliantly.

    Do you have any idea how gorgeous you look right now? Bettes eyes sparkled in awe.

    No, but I have a pretty good idea of how gorgeous you are. Tina eyed the ice cream truck, trying to keep Bette from noticing. She didnt want to appear any fatter or gluttonous than she already had become.

    You want one, dont you? Bette smiled knowingly. Cmon, lets go.

    The two headed towards the truck. Tina already knew what she wanted. A good humor strawberry shortcake ice cream bar. She walked faster at the very thought of it, and Bette had to keep up with her increasing pace.

    Two please. Bette handed the gentleman a five dollar bill, and they left, each holding a dripping stick of pure bliss.

    So, have you felt the babies kick lately? Bette tried to eat her ice cream neatly. A small drop lingered on the corner of her mouth. Tina leaned forward and licked it off.

    There, thats better.

    Bette blushed. Thanks.

    They were actually kicking this morning. I think its what woke me up.

    Nothing like a built – in alarm clock.

    They stopped to sit on a park bench in the shade.

    So what happened between you and Lillian, if you dont mind me asking? Bette worked daintily on her good humor bar, watching Tinas expression as it turned from happy to sad.

    When I was twenty – five my mother decided she was going to leave my dad for another man. He was half her age. Dad found out eventually, through phone messages and other ways.

    What did he do? Bette would have slapped him in the face, herself.

    Nothing. He just packed his bags and moved away. Ive kept in touch with him since, but hes all the way in New Mexico. Poor guy. Hes such a good man, he never deserved to be treated that way. My mom tried to get him back when Jeffrey – her boy toy – left her for someone younger and blonder. He refused to speak to her. After that she was crushed, but she wrote it off soon enough. I dont know what shes up to now, but I have reason not to completely trust her. Dont get me wrong, I love my mother, but sometimes she has ulterior motives.

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    1. Can’t wait to find out what Tina’s mom has up her sleeve. This part just absolutely warmed my heart:

      “Tonight should be interesting, then. If you two start throwing punches, I’m stepping in.” Bette nudged Tina on the shoulder. “Nobody messes with my girl.”

      Tina had finished her ice cream, feeling rejuvenated. “I’m glad I’m still your girl.”

      Thanks for posting.

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