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    Another Christmas

    Bette went into the office that she shared with Tina, sat down at her desk and switched on her laptop. The first thing she would do would be to order a Christmas tree. She found a place in Manhattan that had same-day delivery. That task done, she went into one of the storage closets and dug out a box of lights and decorations that Tina had carefully wrapped when they left L.A.. Bette brushed an errant lock of hair out of her eyes and smiled. If this didn’t get Tina in the Christmas mood, nothing would.

    That evening, Tina came home and found Bette reading a book to Angie in the living room. She sat down and didn’t even register that there was a tree in the room, standing in the corner where it had been delivered that afternoon. Bette and Angie looked at Tina expectantly, as Tina sat on the other end of the couch, took her heels off, and wiggled her toes.

    “What?”

    Angelica began to giggle and Bette smiled at Tina. “Nothing.”

    “Come on, tell me what’s funny,” Tina said, leaning over to give Angie a little tickle. “Why are you laughing at your Mama, hm?”

    “Because,” Angie said, not elaborating.

    “Is it my feet? Do my feet smell?”

    This question sent both Angie and Bette into disturbed giggles. Tina could be so random sometimes.

    “It’s my feet, isn’t it,” Tina asked in fake dismay, lifting her leg pointing it in Angie’s direction. Angie covered her nose and laughed out loud. “Ewwww,” the little girl said, shrinking away.

    “It’s not your feet,” Bette finally said when her mirth subsided as she gave Tina’s leg a gentle push. She tilted her head in the direction of the tree in the corner. “We just found it funny that you didn’t even notice the tree standing there. Any other time…”

    “Oh, you got a tree? Great!”

    “Can we decorate it, Mama?”

    “Not tonight, Ang. I’m too tired. But we will soon, okay? And you can put on the star.”

    Angie clasped her hands together in delight. “Can I, really?”

    Tina kissed Angie noisily on the forehead. “Yes, really. I’m going to go up and change then we’ll see about dinner. Bette? You okay with takeout?”

    Comments

    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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