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    Babe Chapter 8

    “What’s for dinner? I’m starved.”  She complained walking off with Angie into the house. 

                “Actually, I made vegetable soup today.  I also picked up a baguette to go along with it.”

                “You made what?”  Tina was surprised not for the first time in recent weeks.  “Soup?” she was intrigued with the new Bette who was emerging as they both juggled career and family.  Bette was turning into a good cook. 

                “Yes, Tina, soup.  Angel helped. Right?”  Bette passed a hand across Angel’s head. “Let me change and I’ll warm the soup and bread.  Sorry, I lost track of time.  I had planned to have supper ready for you when you got home.”

                Tina took the opportunity to broach the subject of home.  “Home, Babe?  I was wondering if it isn’t time for us to live together again.”  She didn’t need to look at her Queen to feel the chill suddenly descend. 

                Bette assumed a casualness that she didn’t feel.  “Perhaps we should continue as we are for a while longer.” 

                They hardly spent nights apart.  Usually Tina stayed or she stayed at Tina’s when they shifted custody.  They were both skilled at making excuses not to leave after checking in with Angel each night.  They had made love like newlyweds for months now.   Their lovemaking sessions were so intense that it was not uncommon to find one or the other in tears as they held one another with racing hearts in the afterglow too overcome for words.  The one thing they had not done in these two months was talk about what was happening between them.  She feared it would break the spell. 

                 “Can Angie and I take a quick bath before dinner or do you want to have dinner now?”

                Tina yielded to the unspoken agreement with reluctance.  She would wait until after Angel was tucked into bed to continue the discussion she was ready to have.  It was time. 

    “How about I bathe Angel and you enjoy and quick shower." She answered.  "We can have dinner after you two royals are cleaned up.”

                “Deal.”  Bette did not even look up as she escaped towards her bedroom for a shower.

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    Comments

    1. How can two woman who love each other as much as Bette and Tina do hurt each other to the extent that they have? I guess when you really love someone and it all falls apart that there is never regaining your balance. Hopefully that balance will return for Bette and Tina.

    2. It probably wn’t be as much fun as their sleepovers, but this conversation definitely needs to be had… awesome job with it so far; they probably will be better for not jumping all the way back into EVERYTHING.

    3. This is a conversation they need to have. Bette was right she heard this before. I understand her being apprehensive. Just because 2 months has passed dosen’t mean everything is all good. They both have to work at this. I love the way you are telling this story…amazing.

    4. Excellente! Muy bueno! Love it. You didn’t OD on sentiments and you kept Bette and Tina honest in terms of their ‘feelings’. The words you used helped to paint a lovely picture; you mixed the narrative and the descriptive elements very nicely and thus, the story flows smoother. Please keep writing and as always I’m happy to help :)

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