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    Comfort Enough

    “No she didn’t,” Bette laughed, trying to catch her breath.

     

    “Oh yeah. All over her face. Raspberries and lemon curd andit was unbelievable,” Tina chuckled, shaking her head. “I thought Patricia was going to have a stroke.”

     

    “Why do I always miss all of the fun?”

     

    “I’m sure that Alice and Dana are going to be a source of endless amusement,” Tina said, making a move to get up and clear the dinner dishes.

     

    “Let me,” Bette said, putting her hand on Tina’s forearm. “I’ll do that.”

     

    “Can I help at least?”

     

    “How about if you help by sitting here and talking to me,” Bette said.

     

    “You’re going to spoil me,” Tina smiled, watching her wife gather plates and bring them to the sink.

     

    “You’re in need of a little spoiling. So now what? I mean, it sounds like the wedding is off, right?”

     

    “Dana is canceling things as we speak. Did you know they were going to have swans? I didn’t even know you could schedule swans for an event,” Tina said.

     

    “Swans, doves, and lovebirds,” Bette clarified.

     

    “A veritable aviary.”

     

    “I’m glad Alice finally took a chance with Dana. Al has had some really bad luck with relationships. Present company excepted, of course,” Bette said.

     

    “I think that you deserve some credit here, too. Whatever you said to Dana must have had quite an impact,” Tina said.

     

    “She already knew what she needed to do. She just had to trust herself enough to do it.”

     

    The chiming doorbell startled them both.

     

    “Are you expecting anyone?” Tina asked, walking to the living room.

     

    “No.”

     

    Tina opened the door to Kit’s smiling face, and she greeted her sister-in-law with a tight embrace.

     

    “Girl, look at you! You are getting so big,” Kit said, lovingly placing her hands against the sides of Tina’s very pregnant belly.

     

    “I know,” Tina said, rolling her eyes and leading Kit back to the kitchen.

     

    “Hey,” Bette said, giving her sister a hug. “This is a nice surprise.”

     

    “I was on my way home and wanted to drop something off for you two,” Kit said, holding up the bag she was carrying.

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    Comments

    1. You are an amazing writer fanficchick. I love your story. With one exception (flairforthedramatic) your managed to make me cry. You’re one of the two writers that can make me cry. Please continue this fabulous story!

    2. Maybe it’s hormones…but I suspect that it’s more likely your skill at writing that has brought me to tears.

      You managed to bring love and comfort to such a heartbreaking loss. That was absolutely beautiful.

    3. this is so sweet and so real.with tears in my eyes i read : “And every mother knows that even if you lose a child, they’re always in your heart”. that is very true. thanks and looking forward to read you again.

    4. snQQpy. knew you were just as big a sap as me.

      ffc – having lost a child, well actually 2. but one a miscarriage. you never forget. others do but you dont. god girl, im sitting here blubbering like a baby. please go get a job with IC. she really needs your kind of help.

    5. I can’t tell you how moving I found this chapter to be. My first baby died when he was 5 weeks old and although that was over 20 years ago, I have one particular friend who always rings up on the anniversary of his death to ask how I am and to tell me she remembers. It means so much that someone, besides myself, remembers his being. Beautifully written. Thank you.

    6. Its so hart to lose a child. by miscarrage on other thing. Lost our oldest son four yrs ago, Isometime forget that his Dad was his buddie ,partner in crime and he loved him in a different way,but just as much Each chapter you write is a gift for someone to remember sad,bad and most of all all the wondertimes you have had. Memories keeps you warn on cold winter nights. thanks Just hope Bette and Tina love Kit as much as she loves them

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