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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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    “Shane, what do you think about a fourth wave any time soon?” Gloria asks. “Is there an option for anything else?” Shane asks back. Good dodge. Shane could be in a gender fluid vodka ad with her loose red and gold striped tie and white shirt. Her black jacket adorned with badges and metals above

    “Shane, what do you think about a fourth wave any time soon?” Gloria asks.

    “Is there an option for anything else?” Shane asks back. Good dodge.

    Shane could be in a gender fluid vodka ad with her loose red and gold striped tie and white shirt. Her black jacket adorned with badges and metals above the breast pocket. The ad slogan something like, “From Zero to Absolutely Anything.”

    Absolutely anything can happen. This amuses me for a moment as I ponder in what context am I lying by this pool in Beverly Hills kidnapped from my father’s memorial, a satisfying strangulation on my record dodged. Killing Franklin is becoming more of a plot forming than a direct kill ahead.

    “I think the third wave groups have to work it out this whole reproductive rights thing – they must get it worked out between all women now completely. Globally and as completely as they can.” Tina joins in. “Population issues are as urgent as women’s issues because they are inseparably bound together.”

    My eyes drift closed as I listen to her point. I have a dog in this fight, just not today.

    Now I hear Peggy’s voice, “I agree. You know Pro Life people have infiltrated the population service organizations, the famine relief NCO’s, the health organizations! They derail significant focus from  projects moving forward that the Peabody Foundation, for example, funds by causing trouble along other lines of policy such as,  domestic violence or gay marriage as important examples. So everyone flocks time after time to these divisive derailments getting out of control in Congress. This hysteria dilutes the needed focus from the key reproductive agendas for that year. It’s maddening!”

    <!–nextpage–>“Strategic distractions.” I hear Shirley MacLaine’s voice and my eyes fly open.

    “Shirley? Shirley fucking MacLaine! I walk over to her outstretched arms as Peggy Peabody motions to the assistant who followed Shirley out.

    Shirley MacLaine

    “Dear, do you think we could get anything stronger?” Peggy whispers loudly and points to the lone lemon slice floating in her glass. The assistant nods and her radio snaps with static as she orders a drinks cart to the pool.

    “No one has called me that to my face in years! Porter, how the hell are you? Gorgeous as ever. If I didn’t love you I’d call you a bitch.” Shirley takes my hand and we sit together.

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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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