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’Probably harassing the nurses, didn’t you see her on your way here?’
I shook my head and zipped the bag open. Casting a sidelong glance through my lowered eyelashes, I took her in as she leaned gracefully against the windowsill. It was as though the room shrank with just the two of us in it. The suitcases had vanished from the hallway by the time I arrived home. Her black ensemble had been substituted with a cashmere jersey and jeans. She appeared tired, and if I wasn’t mistaken, there were red rims around her eyes. ’Did you eat anything, the cafeteria downstairs..’ My voice trailed off when she lowered her eyes and played with her wedding ring, sliding it up and down, every time a bit higher as if tasting how life would be without it. I swiftly turned and started to re-organize the small cabinet, stocking it with fresh clothes.
’Renee told me you drove with her to Germany for a second opinion.’
’Bette, I’m sorry. I know how much she means to you.’ I offered a small smile and little consolation. ’It all happened so fast, one day we were having lunch at Les Deux Margots, we had a few too many wines maybe, but that evening she was fine. In the morning, on my way to work, I found her lying in the lobby at the mailboxes.’ Piling the night gowns I forced myself to sound strong. ’I mean we all knew she was coughing from time to time, but she seemed so vivid, unbreakable.’
She pushed the ring roughly back on its place, as if that was something to address later. ’The show closes next Friday, there’s a gala.’
Bette was working as a curator at Mussee Marmottan. And when everything went down, I’m sure she convinced the Director that she should be the one to accompany a small part of the Monet collection to LA, where it would be exposed to the American public. Hell, I wouldn’t even be surprised if she begged him. ’When are you flying back?’ Pissed at myself that my voice showed a minor tremor I stuffed Renee’s dirty laundry roughly in the bag.
’I’m supposed to fly back on Thursday.’
’And who is supposed to take care of Renee? I’m in Normandy shooting.’ I smiled as if I was excited. It became our game – you hurt me – I hurt you. Only this version was a little more sophisticated than yelling at each other till 1 AM, until Renee would knock her cane against her ceiling. And my attack hit the target right in the heart.
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Hey ladies,
Welcome back!
I do remember Renee and the story of last year. I totally loved that one but this rewrite is catching my interest as well.
My heart is breaking for Bette and Tina, i want to cry for them and hope and wish they will find the love they once had.
And Renee being so sick, no cure possible. The catalist for Bette returning to Paris.
I’m looking forward to read the other parts.
A re-write? I’m curious to see what you’ve changed. I loved it the first time around and was waiting for an update.
Well, I’m off to reading now. :-)
It still hurts a lot to see T & B so miserable and unable to look at each other, let alone talk to each other.
I’m hooked again. Please more! :)
I was exciting seeing the tittle (not knowing of the meaning of 2.0 was). read the story eagerly, thinking it was another chapter of the other story. but then I read, Renee is still alive? hmm.. must be a past story, then.. I thought.. hmm.. it’s weird, the storyline seems different from the one without 2.0.
then I read Author Note, I should have read it sooner… hehehehe.. (so sorry.. I didn’t read the author note from the beginning because how eager I was to read it) so it is different story, with almost the same background .. and now I wonder what is the difference from the other one? well… my impression reading this one is less bitterness, a lot of stubbornness from both side,, and that makes me wonder what happened with them?
I love both stories, and can’t wait for the next one.. and thank you for sharing your work with us..
Ooh you’re back!! Thank you :)
I must say that this story is rather confusing to me… As you have no introduction into any background on this story. Who is Renee? Who is “I”… what’s going on… I am sorry to say that after 3 pages I simply quit reading as I still had no clue as what I was reading. If you are depending on the reader having read another story to figure out who these people are and what is going on, then you need to say so. But your story is like waking up and finding yourself somewhere you have never been before with people you do not know and why you or they are there… With any good story… you cannot assume your reader knows anything…. you must tell the reader what they need to know to get into the story..
I do remember your last story…. but I also remember that I had a great deal of difficulty following who was talking in your dialogue sequences… thus, I had a great deal of difficulty discerning the story line… Is this Bette talking or is it Tina? I guess some enjoy that style of story telling… I will say that I enjoyed Desert Rose far more than Uncharted Territory.
Good luck with this one. I wish you much success…