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    Bette’s Loss and Gain (Part Six)

    Story written on December 17, 2004 by PortiaOnly.
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    Bette’s coming out.

     

    “I don’t know.  Not long.  When I get nervous or scared or sad, I sleep.  I fell asleep.”

     

    “No need to be scared or sad and we all get nervous from time to time.  Let’s get you inside and warmed up.”

     

    Still a bit out of it, Bette leaned on Gail as they moved toward the house.  At the door, Bette blew air from her mouth and crossed the threshold.

     

    “Get out of your jacket and make yourself comfortable.  I’m going to make a couple of mugs of tea.  Is Earl Grey okay with you or would you rather have coffee?”

     

    “Coffee’s good.”

     

    “Have you eaten?  Do you want a sandwich?”

     

    “No, I’m not hungry.  I’m – I’m….  Whew.”  Bette dropped her jacket onto an empty branch of the coat tree.

     

    “Take off your shoes, too.  I just made a fire.  Go ahead and get warm.”

     

    “Thanks.”

     

    Gail busied herself in the tiny kitchen that was separated from the living area by a too small counter.  “Where’d you go off to today after you left here?”

     

    “I – I had to go talk to Ash.  I broke up with him tonight.”

     

    “What?”  Gail set the teakettle back on the burner.  “Why?  Why’d you do that?”

     

    “I want to be with you.  I can’t do both.”

     

    “But…You know you didn’t need to tell him.”

     

    “I did.  I needed to be truthful with him.”

     

    Gail nodded imperceptibly.  She grasped the kettle again and filled the two ‘I’d rather be sailing’ mugs with the hot water and dropped a tea bag in each one.  She started to carry the tray with tea, sweetener, and cream to the small end table by the one oversized chair in the room, but remembered that Bette wanted coffee.  She turned around, entered the kitchen and dumped the water.  She waited for the Mr. Coffee Machine she had switched on to complete its brewing while she looked at Bette who was stretched out on the floor with her feet practically in the hearth of the fireplace.

     

    “Why?”

     

    “I respect him.  We had something together.  I didn’t want to just do this and then pretend nothing was happening–carrying on with both of you.  I can’t do that.  He is so incredibly angry with me now.  I think I’ve done irreparable damage—we won’t ever be able to be friends.”

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