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    A Tale of Two Moms Chapter 4

     

              Bette stood rooted to the spot.  She looked at Angelica in Maxine’s arms.  Maxine, her mother, it couldn’t be.  She held Tina’s hand tightly and squeezed it again in an effort to make sure that she wasn’t dreaming.  It couldn’t be a dream she reasoned.  Her dreams never took this form.  She was reasonably sure that she was awake.  Still the doubt persisted.  Angelica was babbling to Maxine and Maxine turned her attention to her daughter.   The two seemed to be fast friends.  Nana.  Nana.  Angel told her about Nana yesterday.  She and Tina had no clue who Nana was.  Now Nana had a face.  A face she recognized.  A face she almost saw in the mirror.  She turned to Tina, her anchor, her wife.

     

              Looking closely at Tina she had the sense that Tina was not surprised.  She seemed to take this all in stride.  Angelica, Gladys and Tina all seemed at ease with the woman who held her daughter.  What am I missing Bette thought frantically?  This is not a dream.  How could her birth mother just suddenly appear and no one seemed put out but her? 

     

              No, not again.  Tina could not have kept this from her.  She felt the bottom drop from her life again. 

     

              “Excuse us please.”  Tina looked at her Mom and Maxine. Bette felt herself pulled from the day mare to a safe distance.  “Babe, look at me.”  She tried to focus but it was hard.  Tina was trying to talk to her. Tina wiped the tears that stained her face.  She needed to focus.  “Babe, are you alright?”  The anxiety she heard in Tina’s voice pulled her back from the strange place she found herself.   She looked into the hazel eyes that she knew from a place beyond forever.  Gathering her wits she responded. 

     

              “T, please tell me that you are as surprised as I am that my mo… that Maxine is here.”   If Tina planned this and kept it from her she did not know if she could go on.  She had already fallen more feet than she could count in seconds.  She was not sure how much further the fall would be. 

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    Comments

    1. Maxine has turned up, uninvited, to Bette’s biggest day. She couldn’t possibly expect instant gratitude and acceptance. Gladys couldn’t possibly be expecting Bette to come over all mushy, could she? Anyhow, I echo the sentiments of the toast: to unending friendship and love. Post soon!

    2. I can understand Bette’s reaction to her mom but I wonder when Maxine’s story is revealed if Bette will forgive her?? Way to go Tina, she’s certainly on a sexy roll!!!

    3. So we have a little traitor in the family I always believed that little children and dog had a way of feeling out the good in people. Angie did that with Maxine. Her Nana. thanks.

    4. Angelica as the traitor of the family and as a funny one at that. It is just one more person to wrap around her little hand. I will hold my opinion until I see the reason for Maxine leaving and then returning so many years later.

    5. I think Gladys was smart for sending them away…she difused a potential emotional situation that didn’t have a place in that setting. Angelica is too cute…she just got her nana and she needed some quality time. Bette & Tina have the best friends…such a warm family….gotta love em. And gotta love this story.

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