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Do you remember when… Chapter 11
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They had talked and talked, Tina wanting to know how Bette had coped during their week apart, the sorrow she felt for pushing her away, the pain she shared as Bette had to cope without knowing what else had happened, without the contact, knowing that Tina would be hearing news that would not only devastate her, but that she would have to accept, her father was not the person she knew to be.
It was their first major test of support, Bette supporting Tina in accepting what her mother had told her, the love her mother had lost, the love that had conceived her, she knew nothing of him, and she had to accept that she never would, she would never know the man her mother had fallen in love with, her mothers soul mate, her father.
And this Saturday morning as they woke, one week after Tina had returned from her parents house, a week after breaking the news of her relationship with Bette, a week after finding out about her father, Bette wanted them to spend the day alone, no interruptions, no interference, no cells, no people, just them and the thing they both loved. Nature…, in its rawest state.
They had been driving for at least 20 minutes and their conversation had been easy and light hearted, the intensity of their earlier conversations during the week had been put on the back burner for now and they both knew that they needed this time relaxing in each other’s company, talking about anything, everything or nothing in particular. The last week had been extremely intense for them both and for Bette it was important that they came back to some kind of semblance of sense and sensibility. She wanted to be there for Tina, not to replace her family, but know that she was her family now, and that she wouldn’t let her down.
“So Bette, where are you taking me?” Tina asked inquisitively, not recognising the roads that Bette was driving down.
“I’m taking you to my Temple Miss Kennard!” Bette said with one eyebrow raised and a crooked smirk, she didn’t want to tell Tina about this place until they arrived – she wanted the visual impact for Tina, the same way that Bette had when she had stumbled on this precious place many years ago.
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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!
WOW… Thanks for sharing your beautiful vision of love. To LOVE cheers!
SWEETTTTTTTTTTTTTTT longer
God, you write so well!
Jo, you’ve got me reading slowly again. And it is not due to dyslexia.
I love this Jo…just love it!
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.
This as fantastic….zi love this and the third request…U r a very clever writer…there is no need to disable the rating…5 + all the way….
Wow that was amazning and beautiful, love it. Let see whats next, thanks!
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!
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.
-You have an “interesting” concept of what a “healthy obsession” is, Jo! lol Once again, a beautiful union, filled with love. passion and vulnerability!
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.
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….
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.
Wow! Breathtakingly beautiful! Your writing just takes my breath away! Thanks Jo.
i want to believe that this kind of love really exists *sigh* wonderful chapter
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!
I seem to find hope and the utmost joy in this post. Fantastic as always, Jo.
OMG….what a chapter!!!! You’re the best, but don’t let it get to your head LOL……see a talking Christmas dec. :o))
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!