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    Come Back to Me – Bette Porter Tina Kennard #4

    Story written on March 28, 2014 by Blackbird.
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    Now she’s between me and the door. “I’m not sure. Let’s talk about it. Bette?” She turns my face to look at hers. “What do you want to name her? Tell me your names.” I sigh regretfully that I will never know the answer. “Tina, we are going to have to talk about this later.

    Now she’s between me and the door. “I’m not sure. Let’s talk about it. Bette?” She turns my face to look at hers. “What do you want to name her? Tell me your names.”

    I sigh regretfully that I will never know the answer. “Tina, we are going to have to talk about this later. I have to go now. Please get out of my way.”

    CU BETTEEvening wear

    Surely this is how it happens: the sky-high stats on murder between people who know each other. Today, I wonder why it isn’t ten times. The discrepancy amazes me and the threat of being in jail forever doesn’t even have a finger’s touch on the scales of my decision to follow them to their cars and do God knows what next. However, my friends pulling me into a car and slamming shut the doors does.

    “Where the fuck are you taking me? Franklin lives in Brentwood turn up here on Beverly Place!” I call to Tina who drives alone in the front. Shane is in the back seat with me. She eyes me warily.

    “Whose car is this?” I ask as I hear the locks on the doors click down.

    “Gloria’s friend. A liquor truck had blocked me in.” Tina says as she speeds away from The Planet.

    Soon we turn into a long drive somewhere in Beverly Hills and park in a garage next to an estate golf cart and shiny ten-speed bicycles. I follow Tina into a garden surrounding a pool. Gloria is there with Peggy Peabody. They motion us to join them and sit down.

    Gloria Steinem

    <!–nextpage–>“Hello, Peggy, Gloria.” I surrender and take the lemonade offered. I kick my heels off and lie back on a chaise to listen. A seagull flies over and I hear sirens in the distance disappearing toward Brentwood. Gloria’s calm authoritative voice speaks now. I tune in and relax – finally giving up on murder for the moment.

    “I think this third wave of feminism has done incredible things. All the media outlets they have on the web, the instant global connectivity now to women’s groups all over the world in every time zone and every circumstance was unimaginable until so recently.” Gloria says to our group.

    I open my eye as a small white feather drops softly on my face. I see Shane nod as if third waves of anything but orgasms have some meaning to her. Perhaps they do. Shane and I don’t talk feminist politics very much, as in never. Gloria’s focus settles on Shane, who nods and sips her lemonade.

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    1. Amazing writing. I remember how heartless Franklin was …..firing Bette at her father’s memorial. What a jerk! Just an empty suit. I may be in the minority but I did not think that Bette was super controlling. She knew what she wanted, how she wanted it and was willing to work toward that end. The birth scene was terrifying. All of the control was in the doctor’s hands. Bette felt and was helpless. I just loved Bette and Tina together. The actors had amazing chemistry together even when Chaiken’s writing was subpar.

    3. Franklin had an axe to grind. He tried to fire Bette when she failed to get the Peabody collection for Provocations but was stopped by Peggy. He took great pleasure in firing Bette on her father’s memorial day and knowing that she had a baby on the way. It was not one of Helena’s finest moments either. Excelling writing as usual.

    4. What a repulsive cretin Franklin was, and his timing for Bette’s dismissal was diabolical. Of course it pales in comparison to burying one’s father and having one’s partner and baby being whisked away under the harsh lighting of an OR, but still.

      Thanks for posting.

    7. Franklin, Leo and Helen for that matter are pure assholes out with jeslousy over the one and only Bette Porter. Franklin mad because shes brilliant, Leo wish he was brilliant like her, and Helena is jealous of the brilliance and her brilliance life with Tina…the baby being born makes me tense up for some reason seems like alot of pain…Amazing writing

    9. As with the previous posts, I was utterly mesmerised at the chain of events in this post.

      My heart bleeds for Bette as she is fired and then Tina is in labour and if not for Dr Wilson, she may have missed Anjelica’s birth.

      Once again I was there in the emergency room watching it all.

      What an incredibly gifted writer you are.

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