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Chapter 4
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Everywhere she looked screamed money. To her left, a silver-haired, mahogany-skinned white man was taking a selfie with a much younger guy, the combined value of their wristwatches greater than Tina’s car. To her right, a table collecting donations that let you sing a song backed by Vonda Shepherd. In discreetly smaller font: Minimum $5,000. Up ahead, servers were circulating with trays of Champagne, oysters and caviar blinis.
‘This looks really boring.’
Angie spoke without moving her jaw. Tina suppressed a smile. She was proud that her daughter wasn’t impressed, but still polite about it.
‘You seen Mama B anywhere?’
‘No.’
Goosebumps rippled across Tina’s arms at the mention of Bette. She’d seen her (and Pippa) once since the Parking Lot Confession (as she’d taken to calling it), at a Thanksgiving cookout at Alice’s. She’d caught Bette looking at her once or twice that night, with a softness that she couldn’t quite read, but otherwise it was like nothing had happened. But when she got home, Tina had cried. Probably because she hadn’t yet cried over Carrie. That, and relief. Because the last thing anyone wanted was any lingering, weird tension.
***
Around nine, after the formal dinner and before the entertainment, Tina stepped out onto the terrace that overlooked the first tee of the main golf course. It was a stunning vista, more akin to an English stately home than a Californian sports club. The lush grass was almost luminously green, undulating in graceful waves sculpted by forest-dark shadows. An edge of tall trees a deep, velvet black against the indigo sky.
She sipped her Champagne and let her shoulders drop. The dinner had been lovely. Bette and Pippa were seated at her table and they’d all got along so well. A good thing, too, with a trip next week to visit Yale and Princeton in the offing.
Moving on. At last.
A pleasant buzz of exquisite food and drink swam in her veins. And, God, it was nice to be in the fresh air! She ran her gaze over the lush green loveliness . . . High time she got out on the golf course again, too. Even if it was just driving range. Surely she could fit that in over Christmas?
‘Penny for ’em.’
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Hot damn, its on now! They are always meant to be together. Joyce is such a leech! PPS
Hi majicspider60! *waves* Good to see you here. :-)
Glad you ‘enjoyed’ Joyce, haha. I love writing her. She actually writes herself, she’s so vivid.
Will try and do another chapter or two at the weekend. :-) Thanks for the encouragement!
Largo, you nailed the Joyce character. So funny.
haha, thank you, my friend :-) She’s a dream to write, isn’t she? Hope you are well! Thanks for reading this and commenting. It is so appreciated.
L
Hey my Scottish pal,
Wow, another chapter so quickly – loving that. And I can imagine that Joyce does write herself!! Love Jane Lynch!!
But T & B – well, emotions do run deep, down to their very souls. Angie can see it, C saw it, now PP. Surely they can to. They ju st have to admit it & have the strength to face the inevitable- they belong together.
Great chapter & certainly hope you can compose many more soon.
BTW – did you happen to give Showtime your story outline???? I would worship you forever if you did & they took your advice!!!
Thanks for this little slice of heaven today!
Hiya pal! Thanks for reading this and commenting. They will wake up eventually, as you know, but not until the time is right ;-)
Not that I would, but I wonder if anyone has actually sent ff to Showtime?? I suspect they’d ignore it, not least for legal reasons. But yeah, you have to wonder by what route they are going to reach endgame…. I hope it’s not left till the very end. I would love to have at least a few episodes where they are actually coupled up, so we can get what we never got – happy, domestic, family Tibette!!
Anyway, take care – and enjoy your trip when it comes! Wishing you a lovely lovely time <3
L
LOVE LOVE LOVE This story. I meant to comment on the last chapter – Bette with the receptionist was classic and so well written. I love the slow draw, the long wait, the almost palatable foregone conclusion. SIGH. I could read your writing over and over. PLEASE for the love continue
BK
aw thank you, BK – you are the queen of Tibette and your encouragement and enjoyment of my writing means so much
I will definitely finish this story bc I don’t like leaving readers hanging! :-)
Take care
L
Joyce, still at the age of 70th is flirting away and Tina is so adorable when she gets shy and flushed.
It’s surely a slow path you have for our Tibette but the beginning is there, there is no way PP can’t see how Bette looks at Tina. Like Angie already saw, PP is on the way out.
I would love to see Tibette happy and domestic for a few episodes on GQ but knowing Marja she will string along the Tibetters only to get more viewers.
Look forward to read the next chapter!
I know, I could SO easily see how Laurel would act being flustered by Joyce. Those scenes where she’s flustered by Bette are *seared* on our eyeballs, aren’t they? When she’s composing the text to Jodie and when Bette is leaving for the airport and the kiss is a little more than Tina expected…. gah, so cute.
Thanks so much for reading and commenting. It encourages me to keep going! And yes, let’s hope we don’t have to wait the whole of S3 to see them together!
Have a great week, Bibi
L