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    Bette — Plan B; pt. 68

    She took the day off. Another day, with Tina.

     

    Tina, and no child.

     

    Your child, Porter, remember that. Not that you’re likely to forget after a period somewhere between days and eons of playing mommy.

     

    Jess. What a wonder. She’s independent, strong. But manipulative.

     

    As if you didn’t manipulate Tina. Face it, you perfected the skill.

     

    No dwelling on the past, Porter. Forward. Think future. Tina. Jess. Family.

     

    It takes a moment to center myself, and reflect. Tina.

     

    How did I deny my feelings for so long? Again, the recriminations.

     

    I shake my head to clear it, and grab my purse. One more look in the mirror to ensure that everything’s set, no lipstick on my teeth.

     

    With that, I head out to my rental car.

     

    The whole ride over to Tina’s house was on autopilot.

     

    Tina’s house. From the first day she moved in. I decorated the house, brought in beauty, but Tina brought in life.

     

    Pulling into the driveway I recall the mornings sitting on the porch, reading the paper. The easy days, enjoying every I had collected, including my family.

     

    Into the present, Porter. You’re here. Be here.

     

    Tina opens the door before I reach the top of the porch. Her smile, it’s just miraculous. I return it with my own. I can’t help it.

     

    Next comes the awkward moment. We’re close. Shake hands? Kiss? After yesterday, I’m not sure what her expectations might be.

     

    Safe. Play it safe. I lean in and kiss her cheek. Let her lead.

     

    She grabs hold of my hand, curling her arm, holding it against her, keeping us close.

     

    I lean down and kiss her fingers, wrapped over mine. This close, I feel the vibrations as she laughs, hearing my Tina’s giddiness.

     

    My Tina.

     

    I’m certain I have a stupid look on my face, the way she’s looking at me. I don’t care. It’s Tina. I can do this.

     

    With reluctance, I pull back, pulling her with me, and we exit the door. I’m fairly certain if we didn’t leave now, I’d be calling to apologize for missing my appointments.

     

    As much as I’d like to give in to my feelings, I believe it’s in all of our best interest that I show some restraint.

     

    It’s going to drive me nuts.

     

    She’s going to drive me nuts.

     

    What an exquisite way to be tortured.

     

    As we head out on the highway, I continue to steal glances her way. Not the safest way to drive, perhaps, but now that I’m in the present, I just don’t want to leave.

     

    “Gallery?”

     

    “Gallery.” I confirm.

     

    And then I give in to the thoughts running through my head. “Want to know a secret?”

     

    “What?” I know she can’t resist.

     

    “I think I’m bi -”

     

    ‘Bette?”

     

    “Bi -” I let the syllable drag out “-coastal.”

     

    This earned me a small slap to my leg. But then her hand remained. Ah, the pleasure. It was so worth the pain.

     

    “So, New York?”

     

    “New York doesn’t need me.”

     

    “You can just give up?”

     

    “I’m not giving up. I told you, I had an assistant.”

     

    “And you never expect to be there.”

     

    “I can be there. You can be there. Jess might like New York.”

     

    “Bette, I can’t just pick up and move.”

     

    This is not how I wanted this conversation to go.

     

    “T, I’m not saying move. I’m saying visit.”

     

    “Visit.”

     

    The sigh tells me she’s unconvinced.

     

    “Please, Tina, don’t over think this.”

     

    “But it’s important, Bette. It’s your job. I know what that is to you.”

     

    “Tina, I’m not here for my job.”

     

    “Then where are we going? Creepy buildings for fun?”

     

    “T. Please. This is just looking.”

     

    “So if you don’t like what you’ll find you’ll head back to New York?”

     

    Now’s the time for my own sigh.

     

    I’m keeping myself in the present, but I’m wondering if somehow I’ve tripped up the future.

     

    (tbcI hope)

    (Is that better?)

    Comments

    1. do you know how hard it is to do a happy dance at 1130 at night?? not near as hard as it could be if it wasnt for your story. happy feet. no shes not there for her job tina. shes there for her family. but she does need a job. so shes bi now, huh? this was great. and do what you have to. just dont forget us. thanks.

    2. Yeah you posted. Bette,Bette,Bette. Please give the right answer. Your staying, you may or may not open another gallery and whether you do or not does not mean your going back to New York. You’d better tell Tina your here for the long haul. Pseud, thanks for the update and do what you gotta do and will be here.

    3. Mz Pseud; you’re such a wonderful writer and yeah, please continue; can’t wait to see if Bette stays in the present and if Jess will like NY and if Tina will visit. What if Jess goes to NY for college? So many questions….only you can answer?!

      Thanks for taking some time out of your hyperdriven life and posting this story. Can’t say for all the readers, but I, for one, really appreciate it!

      Bon Bons. More Bon Bons!

    4. OK, so you dropped the question mark at the end…but “I hope”? Rest assured that your fans just want to see TBC at the end. We, or at least I, like guarantee that it will continue!

      I get the feeling that Bette is trying to be careful with what she’s saying. Not so much because she hasn’t made up her mind between NY and LA, but because she’s afraid Tina might not want the same thing so she’s walking on egg shells.

      Does Tina really think that Bette’s checking out buildings just because it’s fun? She not here for her job. She’s here to get back her family.

      Thanks for taking the time out of a very busy life to post. It’s so appreciated.

      Loved the last line, by the way. I don’t know that she’s tripped up the future, but she definitely needs to watch her step.

    5. You have an amazing gift. Your story is so engaging and real. I’m so pleased that you take the time when you can to share your gift with us. Please don’t feel pressure to mass produce anything. Go at your own pace. Your audience is still here.

    6. Bette has some ‘splaining to do!!! Chop, chop Bette, tell Tina that no matter what, you are staying in LA!!! and PS>>>bring her back to your hotel room!!!

    7. Pseud, I thoroughly enjoy this story and although I know that your time is scarce, I do wish that you continue. Your story is realistic and you can’t rush it. Love moves mountains yes, but no one ever said that it moved it all at once. BnT will move their mountain…pebble by pebble if they have to.

    8. Hello pseud I Think I never leave a comment but I do read your stody and is great I man has everything little drama, humor , romance and sex don’t be insecure you are a very good writer.Please continue I forget you also include suspense in your story when Bette said I’m Bi….. my little brain started to work and came to my mind sexual and my heart skip a beat very very scary there you I love suspense stories I admited another reason to hook up with your story Thanks.

    9. i hope Bette decide for her and her family its time for that she is not geting younger and need to make decisions for life great chapter please post soon P thanks

    10. always love your writing. bette is swaying between too much thinking or too much giddy. and tina is just the right person for her to show her the way. but hey bette don’t listen always. just to say: this is a great story and i love your writing. thanks.

    11. Whenever you have the opportunity to write, anything you have to offer would be appreciated. I understand hyperdrive…write when it’s right for you and your readers will follow

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