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Chapter 3 – Philadelphia – Day 2
Bette hailed a cab. She announced their destination as the Four Season’s Hotel and then began to kiss Tina.
Bette: You are such a good dancer. You make me want to be a better dancer. You are so sexy.
Tina: I am just following you. You drive me wild with those hips and foot movements.
Bette: Were you aware we had drawn the attention of the crowd?
Tina: No. But I am not surprised. You always command the attention of a crowd.
Bette: Only when I am with you. I enjoyed dancing with you. Thank you for insisting we do that.
Tina: It was a nice afternoon and evening. I have really enjoyed The Tavern. I’m glad we went early because I do not think that I would have enjoyed it as much later in the evening. I have gotten to the point that I do not enjoy large crowded events. I don’t enjoy people who tend to indulge a little too much alcohol.
Bette: Me either. Of course, we had a little more than usual today, didn’t we?
Tina: Yes, we did. But, we ate, we walked, we danced and we quite drinking before we had too much. If you had told me 20 years ago that I would be heading to the house at 9:00 pm on a Friday night and that I would not be bombed out of my mind, I would have told you that you do not know what you are talking about.
Bette: Well, a lot has happened in those twenty years. What was it exactly that being bombed out of our minds was so attractive anyway? Acting foolish with other people, probably endangering the lives of others and feeling like crap the next day.
Tina: The mysteries of youth, I guess.
Bette: But we were in our thirties. When I look back, it just seems insane now.
Tina: Doesn’t it though? Peer pressure maybe? Look at Alice and Shane and Helena now. They have all come to the same conclusion. All that partying was not as much fun as we thought it was.
Bette: The after effects were the part that was not so much fun. The recovery time was longer than the party time. But as much as I love our friends, I would not go through that period again. I do not think I could survive it if I did.
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I was so in hopes that someone would read this chapter and want to have a discussion on Melvin Porter and who he was… guess not…
Martha,
I’m so glad you are continuing this story.
These chapters have been so informative and interesting about Melvin and how he thought and carried on his life.
How sad he never found the right way to be a loving father and show his feelings. I guess it his day, that was the norm, for men being the head of a family and being more a provider and the mother the more loving parent. Thank goodness those days have gone and family life is so much more open and caring.
I love how supportive Tina is, never far from Bette with a kiss or hug. I’m only half way through ch 2 but just wanted to jot something down. Will reply again at the end! Thoroughly enjoying it , so please you’ve explained this about Melvin ! So well written and informative.