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    Dream Casting Chptr. 12

     

    “I think I’ve got some glass in my ass but I’m alright.” he said bending over resting on his knees as he tried to slow down his heart rate. “What happened to her?”

     

    “She saw, finally. She saw it all.”

     

    “Saw what, is she ok?” Eddie asked again this time approaching them as Kit held Tina on the floor.

     

    “She saw what you’re mother wanted her to see.” Kit ran her hand across Tina’s brow removing the sheen of sweat from her face. “She needed to see it all.”

     

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    “Grace what’s up with you? You didn’t even drop your glass when Davis had a heart attack.” Alice joked as she looked at Grace, but to her amazement Grace’s eyes were fixed on Bette.

     

    Grace smiled as she turned her head with a thought coming forth, “You know it never ceases to amaze me how a simple minded person can turn the course for a lot of people’s futures.” Grace swirled her hand at the mess on the floor and the glass appeared in her hand again this time mending all of the broken pieces as though it had never fallen. “Alice I want you to get my book from the basement and Elizabeth sit down before you pass out. I’m not as quick as I use to be and you still look a little woozy.”

     

    “How did you kn…”

     

    “Now, did I ask you for questions? I told you to go down and get my book and I told you to sit your little scrawny ass down!” she raised her voice before taking down the burning liquid. “Damn kids are as hard headed as goats.” She rambled as she walked back into the kitchen.

     

    Before Bette could even evoke the emotion to be angry with the unknown older woman for yelling at her, she felt dizzy again and rushed over to the couch and sat down. She moaned again and felt even more unstable, so she laid down with her head buried into the couch hoping to stop the room from spinning. Grace watched her from the doorway of her dining room as Bette moaned into her couch hoping to feel better soon.

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    1. Hi Nettababy, I am new to your wonderful writing so have to say firstly how much I am enjoying your work and talent.This story is brilliant and a vibrant example of how the gals can slim into any genre and adventure when the writing is so good.Just awesome.As for this chapter, wowwee it was mega.Totally full on as more questions were raised and intense emotions drawn out.i can’t wait to read more so hope you can post more soon.A Fan.

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