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    Cold

    “Hey, I got a surprise for you, let’s go!” Bette grinned.

    Tina had been lying on the bed and she sat up when she heard the admission. “What could it be? A long walk on the beach infested by crabs?”

    Bette fought the urge to roll her eyes and instead said with a grin, “no! Come on, you’ll love it!”

    Tina sighed deeply and slipped on her shoes, following Bette down to the car. She drove the short distance to the carnival at Central Park, where there was a carnival for the weekend. There was games and rides. Bette was sure Tina would love it.

    She was in a bit of a better mood when they walked onto the park full of children and young couples. Bette gave her her best smile and held her hand as they strolled through the carnival. They were quiet, trying not to shiver at the harsh cold stillness. Bette looked over at Tina who shivered slightly and shook her head.

    ‘Damn Porter, you should have thought of this. When did you get so fucking inconsiderate?’ Bette chastised herself.

    The brunette took off her jacket, trying not to tremble when the harsh cold seeped right through her thin blouse. She put my jacket over Tina’s shoulders, ignoring her own coldness.

    Tina gave her wife an appreciative nod but Bette didn’t notice, instead she pointed to a game where they were giving away big pandas as prizes. She pulled Tina to the stand and said, “I’m gonna win one for you.”

    “Uh sure?” Tina said unsure of what else to say. She knew about Bette’s competitive nature and knew this would end out badly.

    Just as predicted, about two hourse later, Bette had spent 57 dollars on a one dollar game and was nowhere near winning the panda! Bette was trembling not only in anger but in cold. Tina was all snuggled up in her wife’s jacket, shifting back and forth on her onviously tired feet with a very frustrated expression on her face.

    Bette was about to pull out another dollar when Tina grabbed her arm, “enough Bette! Fucking enough!”

    “Isn’t this what you wanted?” Bette said with an exasperated sigh. She had lost her patience. Tina was the one who should have been caring for her! “I’ve been trying to win something for you for two hours, freezing my fucking ass off!”

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    1. Oh how i love this series of stories, MORE, MORE. now its your fault i’m not packing!!!! I’m moving on saturday. I better get back to it. Love it. PPS

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