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Tina lifted Angie out of the pool and into Bette’s arms. “You go with Mama B?”“Mama B…” “Yea, mama bumblebee. We do nappies.” Their hands touched as Bette wrapped Angie in the towel. Tina hid her face under their daughter, purposefully letting her fingers linger innocently over Bette’s wrist. The spark was instantaneous. The simple
Bette entered their LA kitchen and placed the groceries on the counter. “Hello? Anyone home?” She assumed Angie was in her room. Her car still outside after picking her and Tina up from the airport late the night before. Bette started to put some stuff away when she recognized the off-key singing coming from the
Chapter 4 Bette sat on the sofa next to her high school best friend Joan whom she hadn’t seen since their Senior year of high school when Bette moved to start her freshman year at UConn. They kept in touch until she got seriously involved with Wendy and shut her out of her life just
The Conversion Chapter 1 – Welcome to the White House My name is Tina Kennard. I sit here in my 85th year of my life. The year is 2065. Four months ago, I lost the love of my life… my sweet Elizabeth Maxine Porter… she was just shy of her 90th birthday. I am sure
Damned Coleman Alt, pt. 1 Of dalliances and heartbreaks. LOS ANGELES TIMES April 12th, 2021 Breaking News: Actresses Tina Kennard and Bette Porter, TV personality Alice Pieszecki, and hairstylist for the stars Shane McCutcheon join forces to support cancer research. Los Angeles, CA – In a stunning show of solidarity, actresses Tina
“Miedo; bendito miedo que propicia el deseo la agonía y el rapto, de los que mueren juntos y resucitan luego”. – José Agustín Goytisolo The Long Way Home ” I just wish you were fucking better at it .” Inconceivable. Ludicrous. Completely and utterly insane. Tina couldn’t believe she was here only
THE UNSEEN SCENES Part 2 Tina was sitting in a white towelling robe using curling tongs on her hair when her computer sounded- telling her she had an incoming chat. Curious she got up and walked across to their bed where her laptop was sitting. Seeing the name that was flashing up she grinned –
A blonde woman sat on the beach, her eyes fixed firmly on the sea. Despite the sadness surrounding her, she exuded a calm sweetness: with long, flowing hair the color of pale gold that cascaded down her back in soft waves. Her features were delicate, with high cheekbones, a straight nose, and thin lips that