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    The Journey 33

    As always Greg’s food is magnificent. The quality and the simplicity of the cooking and presentation are excellent. Tina’s choice of restaurant was not lost on me. I am sure there is a message. I sip my wine, careful not too drink too much and gently place my glass down on the table. I see the flames from the fire reflect off the crystal wine glass. This is not a night that I need or want to lose my ability to reason, especially through drinking too much wine. Nor do I want to lose track of the things Tina is conveying to me. As I chew my piece of steak, I think about Tina’s last comment. I look over into the fire and reassure myself that this is the time to be honest, this is the time to take chances. There is a natural lull in the conversation since the food arrived and I think about Tina’s words. “Bette, you seem different, I mean in a good way.”

    Bette: I choose my words carefully. “Tee, while I was away, I had a lot of time to think about things and to work on myself.” I wait for a response but Tina only nods.

    Tina: I wonder where this is leading but I do not interrupt.

    Bette: “And Tee, I sincerely hope I made some improvements, for my own well being and I hope too for our future. But, Tee, I am not a different person. I am still me, Elizabeth Porter and I am not perfect.” I look at Tina intensely and wait while she finishes her mouth full and puts her knife down before speaking.

    Tina: I put my knife down and playfully raise one brow, as if to say really? I take my time to respond, I know Bette is serious about her comment. “You did work hard on yourself while you were away, I can see that. Bette, babe, I know that you are not perfect, no one is. And I don’t and didn’t want you to change, I loved you for who you were are I love you now for who you are.” My tone is gentle.

    Bette: I accept what Tina says, relieved, silently thinking it over as I choose a tomato from my salad. I move onto the next topic, something I expect to be difficult. “I think we should talk about Helena and Sam.”

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    1. i have never read anything that had been more beautiful then this. i have been reading from the start of the story and i have to say i think you should write a book you are a wonderful writer and you make it known exactly what each of the girls are thinking and feeling and i have to say thank you for one hell of a great story cant wait to see if tina gets what she wants and bette is longing for thank you again

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