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    a lesson learned- a christmas story

    After a minute, a strained yes echoed up to my ears.

    *****

    For the rest of the day of the day, I hadn’t left Bette’s side. Following her everywhere she went so not to leave her alone with my mother.

    “Whew, look at the time,” it was 4:30, “I should get dinner started,” my mother said.

    “I’ll help you,” Bette volunteered.

    I stood to go with them into the kitchen.

    “Tee, stay here. Visit with your father,” Bette instructed pushing back down onto the couch.

    I opened my mouth to say something but she just smiled at me. I watched them walk into the next room, away from my ears.

    “So Chrissy, what is happening in your life?” my father asked.

    My eyes turned to him at the question.

    “I, uh…”

    I looked down at Evan engrossed in the classical Christmas cartoon ‘ A Charlie Brown Christmas.’

    “You mean beside Bette and Evan,” I smiled.

    “How’s the career going?”

    My father relaxed back against his recliner.

    “Good, good.”

    “Doesn’t sound to exciting.”

    “It is Daddy. It is,” I replied looking toward the kitchen.

    “Worried about Bette?”

    “Huh?” my eyes snapped to him.

    “Worried about Bette, I asked. Don’t be. She seems to know how to take care of herself.”

    “She does,” I agreed.

    “Then I think she can handle your mother,” he laughed.

    “Daddy, are you okay with this?” I asked.

    “With you and Bette?”

    I nodded.

    “She seems like a nice woman. Very lovingly. And if you’re happy that’s all that matters to me, you know that Chrissy.”

    “I wasn’t to sure,” I admitted.

    “I could tell that was weighing on your mind.”

    “And Mom?”

    “I can’t answer for her, pumpkin.”

    “But?”

    “You just… threw them at us, pumpkin. And I’m sure she’ll come around,” he assured.

    “I hope so. I don’t want her to miss out on them,” I sighed.

    My father crossed the room and sat beside me. Throwing his arm around the back of the couch, he sort of held me.

    “She won’t. I promise you.”

    *****

    Bette followed me into the bedroom after kissing Evan goodnight. I didn’t wait to initiate the session I had promised that afternoon.

    Bette locked the door behind her so not to be accidently interrupted by anyone. She stood quietly staring at me undress. She watched each piece of clothing fall from my body. The intensity and focus coming from her eyes made me momentarily forget to breathe.

    Comments

    1. i love this story… i love evan as a child.. and bette and tine just starting out… it was a beautiful pre christmas gift from you… HAPPY HOLIDAYS

    2. Excellent story.. I wish on the show they would give us a little backround on Tina family.. It would be nice to see a story like this played out. Thank you. Happy Holidays.. Write more your very good at it.

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