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    Bette Forgets 28

    *Tina*

    We called all of the girls who were by now seriously freaking out after hearing that Vircome and Meyers had escaped. Shane had come home to see police scowering our house and a body bag being removed from within. She had quite literally freaked and when she was that it was the ***** Vircome in the bag she calmed down and even more so when she learned that both Bette and I were fine as well as the kids.

    We arrived at the house a little bit ago and I must say the police did an excellent job in cleaning up. You cant even tell that anything happened, except for the faint smell of the cleaners they used to get up the blood. We have every window in the house open to air it out. Im looking around the house for Bette at the moment. She disappeared a little bit ago and I havent been able to find her.

    Going to the patio doors I look out to see Bette sitting on the chaise lounge staring into the pool. Sliding open the door I exited the house and sat down next to Bette.

    Are you okay babe, I ask her taking her hand

    She turns to me and smiles, As well as can be expected after a nutty day like this.

    I chuckle at this, Yeah, I understand. You should be resting.

    She takes in a breath and lets it out, I was thinking.

    This seemed serious.

    What is it babe?

    I dont want to move from this house, she says after a moment, Even after someone dying in it. It was either him or me and Im glad of the outcome really.

    Me too, I say squeezing Bettes hand

    But we do need more room, she says with a frown, I understand that. Im just…conflicted.

    I smile, I have a thought if you want to hear?

    She turns to me and nods her head, Ive been thinking about this for a while actually. The house next door to us has been for sale for ages right?

    Right, Bette nods, You said that the woman that lived there killed herself. I understand how someone wouldnt want to live in a house where something like that happened. Come to think of it our house probably wouldnt sell either.

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    Comments

    1. they could always knock down the house next door and add on tp their house… i love this story… it is one of the ones i check for first each time i log on… thanks Reba…for 2 chapters today…

    2. OMG I should have read this before I posted my last. You’re right we do think alike. This is scary. LOL.. OK so I have got to get your out of my head so I can go back to mine. Actually i need to figure out a way for the John Deere mower to cut the grass by itself. Hmmmm.. Naw I guess the cruise control isn’t meant for that. LMAO.. OK keep in touch in case we cross again with our story. :)

    3. Total agreement with Sweetpea. Not lazy though just can;t keep up with the speed with which you post.
      Fabulous story with the most delicate of touch and then we are plunged into true horror.
      A big thank you for me to you.
      Yep, will be on the look out for the next installment.

    4. I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS BETTE AND TINA…..OMG……..AND YOU WRITE THEM SOOO WELL……..THIS IS WONDERFUL AND I AM EAGERLY AWAITING THE NEXT CHAPTER…..THANX……

    5. Just wanted to take a minute to let you know that I am enjoying your story .. I have been reading since the beginning but have been too lazy to comment. I don’t plan on letting that happen again. Keep up the good work.

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