The Tower Of Learning

The best way to keep one’s word is not to give it.  ~Napoleon Bonaparte

Soon enough it was time for bed for Angelica after they had had a little ice cream dessert and Bette had finished the dishes. Bette fell asleep on the couch looking through an old photo album she had found of pictures of her and Tina’s commitment ceremony.

She fell asleep with a smile on her face thinking about her future and the future of her daughter knowing she would fill that little girl’s life with so much love and care. She would love Angelica enough for both Tina and herself and she would tell Angelica how much her mommy loved her everyday. She felt hope again. And it was a beautiful feeling.

TBC…

The following morning Bette woke up and noticed the album laying on her stomach and her glasses where askew on her face. She looked around and it was still dark outside. She went to the bedroom and got a bathing suit on and went out to the back yard and instantly jumped into the pool. She loved the feeling of the water surrounding her body; it was almost like a blanket. Then she heard a person walking and she turned around. Shane smiled and waved.

Shane: Good morning.

Bette: Good morning Shane. How are you?

Shane grinned at the fact that Bette was just normal again. Her plan had worked.

Shane: Angie still sleeping?

Bette: Yup. Sleeping like a baby.

Bette went and got out of the pool, wrapping her towel around herself.

Bette: We’re going to the park today.

Shane: Cool. Want to bring a foot ball or something? Because I have one.

Bette laughed.

Bette: Do you not remember the beach party of 2005?

Shane laughed out loud.

Shane: Ohh, forgot, Porter can’t throw a foot ball. Alice had a head ache for weeks.

Bette smiled.

Bette: I am still sticking with my story about the fact that her fat ego sucked the ball in from a three foot radius and her ego was to blame about the ball hitting her in the back of the head.