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    Who’s Pointing Fingers Chanpter 15

    Chapter 15

     

    The single light that had been left on downstairs was not enough light to illuminate the stairs for dancing. The quiet, gently beautiful music began to play as it had the night before. The stairs were aglow with a soft  light from a source other than the electrically powered ones. The glow ascended the stairs and lit the hall where the bedrooms held the  sleeping women. As the glow arrived at the second floor landing it seeped into the open doorways of the bedrooms. As if by one sweeping motion, the women awoke.

     

    Tina’s eyes shot open but she lay still and quiet. Listening for the sound of one of her friends voice. Wanting to know that someone had gotten up in the night and turned lights on. But, there was no voice. No sound. She slowly moved her head to the side to look out the opened door and all she could see was the glow. And then, she heard the faint sound of music. She tried to sink deeper in to the bed not knowing whether to be afraid or inquisitive.

     

    Shane and Alice laying on their backs next to each other, reached for the other to make sure the other was still there. And, they were. Neither of them had gotten up and turned lights on. Shane turned to Alice and putting her finger to her mouth quietly whispered for Alice not to speak. Then the recognition came that they could hear the music. The same music that they had heard the night before. They lay quiet and still hoping to see the dancing women.

     

    Kit was paralyzed with fear. Tears streamed down her face as she began to acknowledge what was happening. She could not look. Her eyes were clinched tight. Her hands gripped the sheet and brought it close under her chin.

     

    Bette’s door was closed but the light swept under it like a warm breeze. She sat up in bed and knew immediately what was happening. There was no fear. Bette, in her way was rationalizing the event. In her head she whispered to herself as if they could hear her. “I said that I do not believe in this but, I may be about to be proven wrong. Do I get up? Is anyone else awake? Does everyone see this?” And then she hears the music. “Jesus, I know that I am not dreaming. I am awake. I know I am. So, now what do I do?”

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    Comments

    1. I am so glad that the entire group learned something from their the visit to the old stately manor. This trip was exactly what the entire gang needed and of course what Bette and Tina desired.

    2. Glad that everything worked out so well for Tina and Bette. Maybe Alice will calm down a little bit and show a bit of restraint to open mouth and insert foot. As bettyv just said, if only love ruled the world. Well it does in the world of TiBette and WeHo. Thanks for a loving chapter. Love this story. Post when you can.

    3. i have a funny feeling thats bettes suitcase will be on there when they land… love this s tory… love that they are back together and i do hope you plan on continuing for a long time… PPS

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