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    “Even if…even if I cheated on her, I’ve always thought I loved her more.”  That didn’t exactly sound right but how else was she to put it?

    “She loves you.”  Kit replied.

    Coupled with half a nod Bette granted, “Maybe.”

    “I mean, yes.” Bette’s words were influenced by the alcohol that settled within. 

    The passing overflow of emotion would soon be under control after another hour or so if further intake was prohibited.  She would have adjusted to the warmth the drink encouraged in her middle and throughout.  “I’m sure she does.”

    “I think you’ve been through a lot,” the older sister commented.  “The both of you have been through so much that it’s not surprising you have these thoughts.” The lingering contemplation without clarity of answers at times.  Enough to encourage the uncertainty that laced the measured beats of the younger woman’s words tonight.

    “But you’re together.”  Kit cleared her throat on purpose, wanting Bette to really focus on what she was saying.  “You know…you’re together.  She loves you like no other.”

    “I know.”  With a crooked smile and clear eyes she admitted, “Yet sometimes – I don’t.” 

    Looking around there was evidence of what the older Porter just confirmed.  Tina’s things were in the house.  Back on the shelves next to Angelica’s belongings.  Beside her own.

    “Fuck,” the expletive rolled easily from her tongue. 

    “I could go crazy just thinking about this.”  Eyes sparkled with waywardness and her voice trailed. “And I’m scared to ask.  Maybe because I’m not sure of the answer.”  Would there be another night when Tina would say she wanted something unforeseen?  Someone else?  Was she enough?

    A mirthless laugh interceded, “Lawyers have at least one thing right.  How does it go?  Never ask a question you don’t know the answer to?”

    Their voices were muted yet carried far enough, as the ears of the woman who stood still by the hallway caught the words. 

    Not intending to eavesdrop Tina was within earshot having just checked on Angelica.  She retired some time ago but couldn’t sleep so decided to rejoin the pair.  Inadvertently becoming privy to an unexpected dialogue. Tina wanted to retreat but her feet didn’t immediately bring her back to the rear of the house beyond where the words would carry.

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    1. I really like this. I do hope you post soon. Am I supposed to know what question it is though? Because I must confess I am currently oblivious :) But I hope you’ll post in the near future and put me out of my wondering. Thanks for submitting this, ADx

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