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    Bette Forgets 32 Pt. 1

    Nothing bad, I guess, I say

    You arent ready to tell me?

    Its not that Im not ready it just that…I…need more time to process is all.

    Tina looks even more intrigued then she was before, But youll tell me?

    I promise.

    Tina smiles and goes back over to the edge of the pool. She jumps in and again starts doing laps. How I love that woman. I lean back against the cushioned lounge chair and close my eyes. I try to enjoy the stillness that is created by the children staying still, if for a little bit. Before I know it I am lulled to sleep by the stillness.

    *Tina*

    I am really worried and kind of freaked by what Bette is keeping from me. Her statement of her being ready but needing more time to process really intrigued me. As I do laps in the pool I try to convince myself that all will be okay. I know that Bette would never keep anything from me that could hurt our relationship. Whatever this is, is just something that is hers but needs to chair it with me. After doing a little bit more laps I get out of the pool and look over to my love.

    She is fast asleep.
    I have been feeling really bad for her. This pregnancy hasnt been very enjoyable for her. Shes been on bed rest for almost two months now, is always uncomfortable and rarely gets sleep anymore from the activity of the twins. When sleep does come I do not interrupt it for anything. I know that she needs this rejuvenating sleep whenever she can get it.

    Drying off I sit on the lounge chair next to Bette and close my eyes. After a few minutes I hear a small cry come from Bette. Opening my eyes I see her jerk awake and grab for her stomach. Im on my feet before I even know it and over to her.

    What is it Bette?

    She turns her eyes to me and I see a sheepish look in her eyes, Contraction.

    Contraction? How long has this been going on?

    Since dinner.

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