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    Trouble in designer suits Ch.11

    Previously:

     

    Jazz bar across town:

     

    ———-Bette———

     

    I was anxious as I arrived I did not realize how much this woman had got under my skin but I needed to see she was ok before I would be able to settle.

     

    She was sat on her own in a corner just listening to the music when she saw me enter. She waved over and smiled and I got that same glimpse of light as I had gotten when she laughed at the house earlier. Not a strong perhaps but this tine she didn’t stop so the room stayed just that bit brighter.

     

    As I sat she seemed eager to talk and I was interested to hear what she had to say. She was vague telling me that there would be time to discuss everything that had been shared later but there was a limited window of time where she could pull of her plan as part of it involved my show opening tomorrow night. She was actually excited as she leaned in and said

     


    “Now if it’s ok here’s what I need you all to do.”

     

    Andy’s Hotel Early Thursday morning:

     

    ——Andy——-

     

    The bar had closed at three and we had not finished discussing what I wanted to do and how to make it perfect so Bette came back to the hotel. She phoned Tina to let her know that she would be back in a few hours.

     

    I used to do this all the time, plan things to surprise her take her to places I knew she would love, just to see the look of joy and love that would appear on her beautiful face.

     

    It had occurred to me as I had walked around the city that in the midst of all that had happened we had forgotten the basics of what made our love so strong we had began to assume that we would stay together but not show that we wanted it. We left one another and drew into ourselves. It was now the time to reconnect to shout from the rooftops that I loved her and would do what it took to let her know that I was around to stay.

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