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    Another Christmas

    Bette sat down on the edge of Angie’s bed and started reading. It wasn’t long before Angie quieted down and thankfully dropped off to sleep. Bette crept out of her daughter’s room and closed the door, relieved.

    She went downstairs and poured herself a glass of wine, put on a movie, and sank into an armchair in the living room. She glanced at the clock. It was a little after 8 and Tina wasn’t home yet. She poured another glass of wine and tried to get into the movie. The next thing she knew, she was being awakened by a kiss.

    Tina pulled away and smiled. “Hello, there.”

    “Hey,” Bette said sitting up and stretching out a kink in her neck. “What time is it?”

    “It’s nearly ten. I’m sorry I had to work so late.”

    “Not a problem. Have you eaten?”

    “Yeah, we got takeout and everything.”

    Bette stood up and shut off the TV.

    “I’m going up,” Tina said. “I’m exhausted.”

    “I’ll bet. Your day started at 6. You’re working too hard, T.”

    “Probably, but this will be over soon. We’re almost finished planning our biggest picture next year. Rio McCafferty signed on. It’s going to be huge. I can’t wait!” Tina was peeling off her suit jacket as she talked. “I’m going to go take a shower.”

    Bette gathered up her glass and the bottle of wine. “Alright. I’ll be up in a minute,” she said to Tina’s receding back.

    Bette put her glass in the dishwasher and neatened a few things up in the kitchen, completely unnecessarily since the housekeeper would be there in the morning, but she did it anyway. Then she moved through the house, turning lights out, double checking that the door was locked and alarm set, and trudged upstairs. She peeked in at Angie, who was still sleeping soundly. Then she went into the bedroom and changed while Tina was still in the shower. She crawled into bed with a sigh of relief. She was sitting up, flipping aimlessly through a periodical that was on her bedside table and waiting for Tina to emerge from the bathroom.

    Tina finally came out and climbed into bed, settling down on her pillow with her back to Bette. Bette felt a little taken aback – she had hoped to talk to Tina about her day, get her input on developing Angie’s sense of discipline, or at least hear about Tina’s day. Bette opened her mouth to say something, but instead closed her book and turned out the bedside light. Tina was obviously tired. There was nothing Bette needed to say that couldn’t wait until morning.

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    1. I just love your holiday stories OMalley! Your curmudgeon Bette in the past has had me tickled with laughter. However, this story, touched my heart…Bette shows the true meaning of Christmas…helping others who are less fortunate, teaching our children to be kind, bringing family and friends together for good times and memories. Who needs Santa Clause…when we have your beautiful and kind Bette! Love this story!!! Thank you! Hugs to ya! Merry Christmas!

    2. Bette and Tina are going to have a perfect Christmas. I see that Bette is still all about those grand gestures even if she’s mellowed. Thank you omalley and happy holidays to you.

    3. That was a nice Christmas Story. I loved that Angie understood what Bette was trying to show her about Christmas and then when she wanted to get more toys for the other kids was just so precious. Glad too that t

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