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A Walk on the Wild Side – Chapter 15
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“You know I don’t mind doing that for you, don’t you?” she said, a hint of frustration entering her voice.
“I CAN do this you know, I mean how hard can it be? I just need for you to stop interrupting me and..Suddenly a ringing sound could be heard resounding deeply inside the room. “Look Tina, the timer has just gone off, I need to get back to work.” Bette’s voice softened slightly, “I will be out in a little while ok?”
Tina sighed deeply, “OK” Tina was both frustrated and a little hurt that Bette had locked herself away, instead of taking the day to spend together.
Tina had planned on them taking an impromptu picnic to the swamps, an hours drive away, knowing instinctively that the thousands of pink flamingos residing there would enthral Bette. Tina loved nothing more than witnessing the deeply expressive face of her love, as she discovered the joys that this beautiful country had to offer. Instead she was contemplating spending what was left of the rapidly diminishing daylight on her own.
Tina looked over to the various photographs she had spread out on the floor in a circle, in the middle placed one oversized cushion, and her sketchpad. Well fine, she thought, if she would rather lock herself in that room rather than be out here with me, then maybe I should just carry on.
Tina returned to her seat, and opened up the cover of her sketch pad, rapidly flicking the pages as she scanned the simple pencil drawings she had created that day. Mostly the first few were concentrating on the physical appearance of the cubs, the definition of their, not yet , fully formed muscles, any unique characteristics, like the scar the female had on the bridge of her nose after a non too gentle falling out with her sibling during a play fight.
She looked again at the pictures surrounding her, deciding that she was happy that she had captured them accurately, deciding to work on bringing out their little personalities.
Not until she was happy that she could accurately sketch them in any scenario her imagination took her to, would she attempt to do anything with the oil paints she had carefully stored in the high narrow cabinet placed next to the easel, next to the window.
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Finally caught up. Fell for the story the moment I read the first word in chapter one. Can’t wait to read what happens next. Ok, I just refreshed my screen. Where’s the next chapter??!!
so sweet . i have to say i was laughing when bette was in the darkroom with all the cursing and bumping – i too develop film and in the beginning it’s just like that – the red light is just that -dark and red and one has to learn to trust their tactile instincts. Can’t wait for the next chapter!
I have been sitting here trying to figure out how to express my joy at reading this story, without coming across as too gushy, mushy, or sticky sweet. Unfortunately, everything that comes to mind fits all of those definitions. I am truly enamored with your writing! Thank you for another pitch perfect chapter.
Seahurst says it best..please don’t let us hang too long
I hope Tina goes with Bette.
Damm special needs LMAO
I think you might be digging to san fran with all those comments.
Well I guess if I have to letting you take shots at me, to keep getting this most wonderful story then keep them coming
Such an uplifting chapter. It makes me hopeful.
I can really see the pictures you are painting with this story … you’re writing is truly beautiful … another chapter tomorrow would be wonderful ….but at some point one would think one needs rest or the days can be unpleasant… or one might just need to call into work sick and continue to give us MORE of this story ….hmh…..what do you think? ;-)
Seahurst always says it best, If it be a comment or a story Great, Thanks
I loved this chapter, the part about Bette bumbling in the dark room was great. I hope that Tina takes Bette up on her offer. Africa will always be a very special place for both of them. Please post again soon.
Good chapter. This is the word Tina have to is YES I will come with you Bette. Post soon, thanks!
Can Tina do that? Boy, I hope so. Great chapter, tbsaver. Thanks for making this realistic.
I am in love with this story! Your words flow so effortlessly from the page right to the heart! I hope Tina says yes!
I totally agree with Seahurst. All I can think of to say is mushy. I so love reading this story. I hope all is well with you. I’ll be gone since V is having brain surgery tomorrow, but I hope you post soon. I need some happy thots from ya. :)
i totally agree with seahurst. i just loe the way you write. it talks to me. it envelopes me. your details are exquisit. please post soon.
I could picture Bette emerging like a mole that had been underground for months! I can only imagine the look of frustration on her face, it must have killed her to not get it right the first time.
“We need to talk”…Boy, those words are enough to make anyone start to panic. Tina was brave to not just jump up and get the heck out of Dodge while she had that opportunity.
No one likes to face the inevitable, and these two have been racing time to try and cram a lifetime of living into a thimble. There’s bound to be raw emotions for both.
Pretty presumptious of Bette to assume that Tina would give up a career to follow her. Or is she only asking her to come for a while and then she will return with Tina? Compromise is a difficult thing for some.
Waiting eagerly to see what happens next.
Now i’m going to miss Africa, thank you for making it so descriptive…i hope Tina takes Bette up on her offer of going to L.A. with her…i think it will be very interesting.
Thanks for the update TB.