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    Dance With Us 7

    Alice’s screaming could be heard accompanied by loud splashing. Tina joined in and it turned into a free for all. Papi shrugged and jumped in followed by Shane. Kit sat in the lounge chair sipping a cup of coffee and laughing at the antics of her family. Looking towards the kitchen she saw Helena sitting down with Dylan.  
    Well they were talking and who was she to interfere if Dylan’s intentions were true.

    Kitchen 
    Helena (fixing tea): I read your note. (Sipping her tea) why didn’t you tell me? Why couldn’t you just be honest with me? (Softly) I would have helped you.

    Dylan (taking a mug): I wasn’t offering excuses or apologies. I was just telling you the truth…

    Helena (her hands out): Why not then?

    Dylan (fighting tears): Because I was scared. I was a fucking coward (jumping up) who the fuck did I have besides you. In the end it didn’t really matter (rubbing her face.) He got what was coming and then I left. I left the country and tried to start over. I tried not to think, not to think about anything. But there was on thing that kept haunting me (looking at Helena.)

    Helena (swallowing hard; knowing the answer): What?

    Dylan (vehemently): You (looking at her shocked expression.) You were always there, your sense, your touch, your essence. I could still feel you…

    Poolside
    Bette (wrapping Angie in a towel): She and Dylan are just probably talking.

    Kit (looking around): I hope so.  

    Shane (sitting down): Here Boo (handing Angie her juice.) I hope they can talk things out.

    Bette (arching her eyebrow): Did I miss something here? I could swear that you were gunning for Dylan…

    Tina (wiping her face): Whoa time out. First of all Angie is present? Second of all it’s a complete and utter disaster. Third, if Helena wants to talk to Dylan then who are we to stop her? Everyone fucks up. Sometimes really bad and sometimes it isn’t so bad. (Looking at Bette) sometimes those fuck ups make us grow and learn and become better people. Teaching us to appreciate things in life and not take everything for granted. (Sitting next to Angie as Papi gave her some chicken.)

    Comments

    1. Loved every single word. My girl Dylan is in. Auntie Dylan. Helena bette hang on to her. She is a keeper. Everyone seems so happy that is the way I like it thanks

    2. Pot and booze, my type of party. It’s nice to have everyone paired off. Now, are Catherine and Dusty really done, or are they going to regroup and get Helena??? How about some action. PPS

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