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    Dance With Us 9

    Helena (struggling to get free): Let me go…

    Dylan (pushing them on the floor): Talk to me. (Holding Helena’s wrists in one hand and touching her face with the other; she saw the momentary flinch; the momentary fear.) You may not think so but I care about you, I love you. (Pressing her face against Helena’s neck) we’re both scared, both frightened but instead of talking and listening, we fight and we break up or we’re making love to hide the dam demons. (Softly) I’m tired of running Helena. I’m tired of searching and losing.

    Helena (knowing she was right): It hurts…

    Dylan (softly): I know but if we have a half a chance then we need to start now….

    Helena (surrendering): I don’t know if I can…

    Dylan (not moving): You can, we both can we just need to get a different therapist and talk to one another.

    Helena (pleading): Don’t leave me, please…

    Dylan (reassuring): I never left you Helena, you pushed me away….

    Helena (wrapping her arms around her): Then tell me what happened…

    Master Bedroom
    Bette (sipping the now cold tea and still holding onto Tina who was sleeping in her arms): I love you…

    Angie (coming in seeing her mommas on the floor): Cock a doodle…

    Bette (holding her fingers to her lips): Come here Boo, mommy’s sick.
     
    Angie (walking over): Mommy sick…

    Bette (pulling Angie into her body with her free arm): Yes baby, so you need to be real quiet and she could use a hug from you.
     
    Angie (trying her best to hug her mommas both; she felt something wasn’t right): Love yous…

    Bette (kissing the top of her head): Love you too boo (tightening her hold on her family. As she held her most precious gifts she wondered other things, wondered if Tina’s family could pay for the shit they did to her and if they could she would be the one to start and finish it.)

    Kitchen
    Peggy (watching the caterers then looking at Kit): James left not to long ago. He had somethings he needed to do and he needed to go to customs. No one’s up yet.

    Kit (sipping her coffee): Well one someone needs to be, because Angie has to get to school. (Standing up) so I’m going to go check and see if she’s up.  

    Comments

    1. Badge #417 You are doing a wonderful job, with the people and the crime sence. Now you have added Dusty and Catherine and Wentworth. Lets get Dylan and Helena together. Peggy is so very good to the girls and might have added two more children to theother 9 or 10. thanks

    2. Who dun it????? Wow, what a mess. Let’s get Dusty and Catherine back in jail. I hope Bette doesn’t come face to face with Tina’s sister and father; they may wind you in the hospital and Bette in jail on assault charges. Great post. PPS

    3. Hello TB417, What a wonderful mess you have created. I am just loving how all the gang are together and yet apart. Can’t wait to read more so please continue soon. Your Loyal Fan.

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