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    Snippets of Bliss (Single Chapter Story)

    Tina set her briefcase down as soon as she opened the front door. She then walked quietly into their bedroom, in case Bette was sleeping. Bette turned to look at her as soon as she walked in, but reached a tissue up to her nose and made a great show of blowing it just as Tina approached the bed. Her eyes were watery and red. The garbage can beside the bed overflowed with used tissues, and the floor was littered with those that missed the mark.

     

    "Not feeling any better?" Tina asked.

     

    "I feel like absolute shit," Bette said. She rubbed at her eyes simultaneously with the pads of both index fingers.

     

    "What hurts?"

     

    "Everything."

     

    Tina reached forward and placed the palm of her hand on Bette’s forehead to see if she was running a fever. Oh how the mighty do fall.

     

    "Your hand feels nice and cool," Bette said as she closed her eyes, appreciating the attention.

     

    "You are a bit warm," Tina observed, her eyebrows knit with concern. "Have you been drinking plenty of clear fluids over the course of the day?"

     

    "I was too tired to get up," Bette’s voice was meek as she admitted not having followed Tina’s explicit instruction, delivered only that morning before she left for work.

     

    Tina stood upright again.

     

    "Well, I’m here to take care of you now," she said authoritatively. She picked up Bette’s mug from the bedside stand before leaving the room.

     

    She returned within 10 minutes, carrying a tray on which three items rested. The mug was now full of steaming hot lemonade mixed with the slightest trace of honey. A tall glass of water had beads of condensation running down its side. A pristine white washcloth, dampened and folded, rested between the two beverages. Tina placed the cool cloth on Bette’s forehead after setting the tray down.

     

    "Don’t drink that until it has cooled off. Start with the water," Tina advised, pointing to the remaining items on the tray. "I’m going to get changed out of my work clothes. I’ll be right back."

     

    She brushed the backs of her fingers over Bette’s cheek, and with her thumb, gently wiped some of the moisture from underneath her right eye.

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    Comments

    1. Okay, all Bette needed was some Robitussin and Vicks she would have been as good as new. What’s the big deal? ;) Very touching chapter Swimmie. *cough, cough* Think I’m coming down with something…(smile).

    2. JKS…I have been one of your silent readers for a while now. I still continue to read and enjoy everything you write. I wanted to let you know that. You have a true fan in Finland. Kiitos!

    3. sorry I’m a bit late to the comment party. :( This was very sweet and wonderful and just what we needed only days again from the start of S3. I hope this wasn’t inspired by any recent illness of your own, but that if it was, that you’re feeling better!

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