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    Air Supply, Chapter 3

    “Yes, well, here I am.  I need to talk to you about the new patient, please…Dr. Porter.  I haven’t been able to track you down all day and I really do have to confer with you.”

    Bette smiles, “Take a seat doctor.”  She sits.

    “I’m sorry to disturb your lunch.  I’d be happy to come back at a better time…”

    “What’s this?  You’re polite now?”

    “Well of course, I’m always professional…”

    “Right.”

    “What do you mean ‘right’?”

    “Would you like to join me or not?”

    “Yes, yes I would…I…I need to discuss the case…”

    “Where did you go to med school?”

    “What?”

    “Med school…you know…where someone goes to become a doctor…”

    She throws Bette an annoyed look, “Stanford…”

    “Wow, very nice.”

    “Well, you went to NYU, so…”

    “Yes…and it’s a better school but let’s not get caught up in the details…”

    “It is NOT a better school…”  Bette’s already chuckling.  “Oh you’re just being difficult…” quips the younger doctor.

    “I merely speak the truth.”

    “Uh huh…right…”

    “Oh now relax…”

    “Are you going to talk to me about the case or not…”

    “My shift is actually over.  I’m getting out of here after I finish my lunch.”

    “Oh.  Well, I’m actually done too.”

    “Care to join me for a coffee?”

    “Uhhh, sure, I’ll go get one, what would you like?”

    “No, not here…outside….we leave the hospital.   I know a nice place not far from here.”

    “Outside?”

    “Yeah, as in not inside…”

    “Ok stop with the sarcasm, I just…”

    “What?  Afraid of something?”

    She shoots an intense glare at Bette, “Never…”

    “Come on, let’s go my young resident…”  Bette gets up and the resident looks around wondering how she managed to get into this…this… ‘what is THIS’?  She asks herself.  

    Bette calls out to her, “Are you coming doctor?”

    The young resident smiles to herself and then shakes her head… “Yes, yes, ok…wait up….”  She rises and quickly follows Bette.  They go to the lounge and change into their civilian clothes.  Bette eyes the younger woman who doesn’t fail to catch a glimpse now and then of the formidable Porter form.  She follows the fast walking Dr. Porter out of the hospital and into her car.  

    “Fasten your seatbelt…”

    “Is that a warning Dr. Porter?”

    Comments

    1. Ok Merl, I’m surprise Bette is standing with all the different hats she wears. Dr., Mom, Lothario and on top of that suffering from a break up. Somethings got to give before it all crashes in on her. Hope this new woman can cool her off as well as fire her up.

    2. WOW Merl, where are you going with this??? Bette seems to be all over the place. I’m with Probie, I wonder where and if there is going to be a deterioration? What an ending…You MUST have another chappy hanging around…right? :-)))

    3. I don’t know, Bette seems to resemble a lot of women I know that are over achiever Alpha’s. Life is complicated and filled with many types of relationships and committments. Good job M at incorporating all of them into one well told story. You’ve lit up all that we work through and deal with all of the time using our beloved Bette. P.S. Yes, still seething. LOL.

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