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    The Adventures Of Bette Porter And Sissee Gardner Living Happily Ever After (Part 2, Chapter 4)

    The Adventures Of Bette Porter And Sissee Gardner Living Happily Ever After (Part 2, Chapter 4)
    PART TWO: SANTA CATALINA ISLAND

    Chapter 4

    I was smiling at Bette while I pulled the red rose out of the bouquet of white ones. She was standing in the hotel bathroom doorway, smiling back.

    We heard Angie grunting. She said, “I go pooh-pooh mommy.”

    “Okay baby,” said Bette, “ adding an amused wink toward me.

    I walked closer to Bette and whispered, “Thank you for the flowers, They’re beautiful, especially this one.”

    I stopped along side the door frame where I could not see Angie. Bette leaned toward me. I touched her nose with the rose and gave her an Eskimo kiss with it. It made her smile grow.

    Then we looked at each other’s lips and simultaneously kissed each other very softly. When it ended I whispered, “I love you very much.”

    “I love you too,” she echoed.

    “Mommy, come look!”

    Bette turned toward her daughter, who was off the toilet with a wad of toilet paper in her hand and looking down into the bowl.

    I followed Bette into the bathroom and we both looked in the toilet.

    Angie looked up at her mother with pride. “That’s a really, really big one!” She exclaimed.

    “Wow!” said Bette, “that’s huge!”

    “Whoa!” I said. “That looks just like the corn flakes you had for breakfast. It didn’t even change color!”

    Angie stared down at it harder, looking quite seriously for any sign of a corn flake, while Bette and I were trying not to crack up. I figured what was coming next was a quiet lecture from mom, reminding her daughter that going pooh-pooh was really a private thing, not to be shared.

    I left the bathroom before it started – to check out our accommodations. Mmmmm, two bedrooms. That was nice. Bette was really thinking ahead when she got that. This may turn into a romantic weekend after all.

    I picked up Angie’s suit case and took it into the smaller bedroom and laid it on the double bed. There was also, a closet, a television set and a bathroom with a toilet, shower and sink. It was perfect for Angie.

    Everything else was in the main room. There was a king-sized bed, a fireplace, a wet-bar, a dresser, lots of mirrors and a cabinet with a television set in it. There was also a couch and matching chairs, a coffee table and end tables. It was like one big studio apartment.

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