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    Do you remember when… Chapter 11

     

    Tina’s voice caught in her throat as she quietly spoke, “my god… it’s beautiful, it doesn’t look real…Bette, I feel…… I don’t know, overwhelmed, in awe, inspired maybe, calm, serene, there seems to be so many emotions……” Bette wrapped her arms around her shoulders and brought her in close, placing a kiss on the side of her head.  Bette fully understood this reaction, she had felt exactly the same way when she first stumbled upon this place many years ago, only at that time she was alone and she had always been alone every single time she came to this place, until today.

     

    The sight before them was one that you would only imagine in a painting, an area enclosed by tall dense trees, a very beautiful small ruined church in its centre, it had only two full walls standing, two partial standing, surrounded by a grassed area covered with a carpet of bluebells and campanula, incredibly there was a stained glass window still intact in one of the tall stone walls.

     

    The place that Bette had positioned them in gave them the view of the overall scene, with the sun shining in front of them as it streamed through the stained glass window to give a surreal coloured pattern on the grassed area within the confines of the stone walls, it was a scene that, unless you were experiencing it, you would never have believed would have existed in real life. 

     

    As Tina looked around she was taking more of what she saw in, her heart was beginning to pound, her mouth drying as she took in the enormity of Bette sharing this place with her, “My god Bette, this place is unreal… there must only be a few weeks of the year that this place must look like this… I’ll never forget this for as long as I live.”

     

    Bette was awe struck at Tina’s response, she had hoped to get a positive reaction but she never anticipated that it would strike Tina to the core, just as it had Bette all those years ago, and if she casts her mind back then today was as picture perfect as the first day she set eyes on it herself, only this time she was sharing it, sharing it with her one and only.

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    1. Hey..Im trying to think of what this chapter conjures up in my mind….apart from the very obvious..its passion…and sensuality…..but at the risk of sounding like a complete mush!….my first thought was magical….it just has that certain something…Sharing a private emotion..or place, has to be considered a special gift…and you`ve more than created that in this chapter….And then theres the Levis!!!!..lol…Really beauitful…Thanks!

    2. Jo, where is this place? It sounds so beautiful….is it real? Do they sell tickets? Is there a memorial that says, ‘Tibette was here’? There was such a beautiful melodic flow of nature and emotion.

    3. That was breathtaking JB! Thanks to you, now every time I see a stained glass window I will be forced to imagine a picture of your “healthy obsession” in my mind. Your writing in exquisite; and this story is divine. More…please!

    4. WOW!!!! The visual imagery was over powering. In my mind I could see the blue color of the sky, the green grass growing throughout the scene, the birds flying and singing to their mates, and the gentle breeze of the lazy afternoon. Then the beautiful visual painting within the churches walls of the two women’s arms wraped around each other as their soft lips join together. Bette’s levis to you is like Tina’s black bra is to me, an obession.

    5. You write T&B to perfection, this was such a deep, and very beautiful written chapter, you peel away at the layers and as always your written word for these two characters is truly amazing. Thank you.

    6. Hey Smasher (thanks JT LOL) – I just couldn’t start the day before reading this….and don’t worry mate, it IS a healthy obsession and we definitely share it :o)) I can’t find the right words to describe the feelings I’ve running throught me after reading this!!!!! Thanks mate, you know I love The Jeans :o)) and is The Look next LOL….

    7. Bette, Levis, Temple! makes for a great story in my book. I agree 100% that there is something about Bette Porter in a pair of jeans, I mean the woman can work a business suit but she totally brings life to a pair of boring denims.

    8. Of course my dirty mind was thinking, “OMG they are so going to defile the church.” ;) I think we all have a places or places where we can go and think and find peace. When I was in college there was a stone near the chapel where I often sat and thought. Then at night I could walk off to the right toward the rear of New Main and look out over the small town. The way some of the lights were formed seemed to spell the word “Joy.” But I have yet to find a place that’s totally private. Beautiful chapter, Jo!

    9. Don’t you EVER get cured for this little obsession of yours for a certain pair of Levi’s!!! It would kill us all! ;)… Jo, once again you had me! Totally and beautifully… But hey, this happens every single time, so… Thanks a million!

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