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    Beaten, Working Toward Recovery Chapter 3

    Bette picked up the pastries and both hers and Alice’s coffee heading up to check on her other friend. When she walked into the room she could tell Alice was just staring to wakeup and she was shocked at the bruising all over Alice. “Where’s mom?” Bette sat at the edge of the bed handing Alice her coffee. “Lenora is here?” Alice chuckled at her own inside joke. “No I meant Dana.” Bette then handed Alice a napkin along with a pastry. “Alice I really wonder about you and Dana sometimes, you guys have a strange relationship. I’m a little worried about her, she looked like *****. And you my friend look like beaten *****.” Alice almost choked on her coffee on hearing the last comment. “Funny Porter, beaten *****, didn’t know you had it in you.”

    Alice grew quiet thinking about Dana. “Bette I’m a little worried about her also. In some ways I think this might be easier on me, then her, because other then when I’m sleeping I really don’t remember much about what happen. It’s starting to come back in bits and pieces, but I think my brain is still trying to block it out. Dana on the other hand remembers everything, and I know in time she and I are going to have to talk about what happened, and that scares me, because I have a feeling we both know it was my fault.”

    Bette looked at her friend with a confused look on her face. “Alice, why would you think this was your fault?” Alice could feel the tears starting to form in her eyes, she really didn’t want to go into this with Bette, she needed to talk about this with Dana, but still she couldn’t help it she had to tell someone. “Because I couldn’t keep my mouth shut. If I would have kept my mouth shut, this might not have happen.” Bette reached over and wiped the tears of Alice’s face. “Alice, you don’t know that. These guys have been harassing other women before they attacked you. Chances are they had decided on you and Dana way before you opened your mouth.” Alice was trying to regain her composure. “I know, I just wish now I would have kept my mouth shut.”

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    1. hey deb- i am surprised by my reactions to this. I’ll admit- i wasnt’ thrilled when you said you were gonna do this storyline- but i love your stuff- and trusted you to do a good job with it. it might be your best yet. thanks for writing.

    2. It was sad. Yet we are dealing with real life. I happen eveny day some where. The care giver is in need of help also. They seen it happen and could do little to help. Dana will need help as well as Alice thanks

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