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    Homecoming * A Tibette Beginnning (Chapter 17)

    CHAPTER 17

     

    "Okay, it’s official.  I am deeming you mayor of this town." Tina entered Bette’s house, arms loaded with brown paper bags.  Bette, whose arms were full as well, closed the door behind them and laughed,

     

    "Now why do you say that?"  Bette dropped her bag on the counter and immediately opened a box of crackers.

     

    "Because we couldn’t walk down the street or through the store without twenty or so people stopping you to say hi."  Tina grinned to herself then looked up at Bette, "It’s actually pretty adorable and sweet that you are thought of that highly in this town.  It says a lot about who you are." 

     

    Bette watched as Tina turned to load a plethora of fresh fruit into her empty fridge, "I cannot believe you made me buy all of that – what the hell am I going to do with it?  It will go bad."

     

    "It’s fruit, Bette.  You eat it.  Not everyone eats out of a cardboard container."

     

    Bette rolled her eyes and changed the subject, "Those jeans are nice.  Take your time putting that stuff – what did you call it, ‘fruit’ – away."

     

    Tina spun around and wiggled her eyebrows, "Are you looking at my ass?"

     

    "Maybe."  Bette smiled as Tina walked over to the counter and sat across from her, pulling a cracker from her hand and popping it into her own mouth. 

     

    "She didn’t like it, you know."

     

    "Who didn’t like what?"  Tina hadn’t realized she was ravenous until her first bite.  She pulled a handful of crackers out of the box and leaned back on the stool, watching Bette struggle.

     

    "Jodi.  She didn’t like that we couldn’t go anywhere without having to stop and talk to people along the way.  She thought it was intrusive and annoying. "

     

    "I take it this is the Jodi Alice referred to earlier?  She sounds pleasant."  Tina pulled a face, making Bette smile.  "Was it bad?"

     

    "The worst."  Bette whispered.

     

    "Tell me."  Tina really didn’t want to hear about Jodi.  Had no interest in this woman who was, in her opinion, clearly a bitch.  But Tina also knew it might explain why Bette was so skittish with her – why Bette took two steps back for every step forward.  It was clear the brunette had been hurt; Tina just wasn’t sure how bad.

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    Comments

    1. The hurt that people cause one another is the main reason so many people are alone. They are afraid of being hurt again. It’s wonderful when people open their hearts once again to love and be loved.

    2. Seems that Tinas’ words relieved the anxiety Bette was feeling about being involved in another relationship. Maybe next chapter we will see them taking the big step before Tina leaves for LA. Thanks for posting.

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