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    Driving — Chapter 28

    “How rare,” Tina thought, especially for the art world.

    Bette was charming and respectful towards Charlotte and in no time at all they were deep in conversation about artists and galleries and the current state of art criticism. Charlotte gave them a tour of the grounds which, thankfully for Tina, took place from a motorized cart with Charlotte driving and Bette seated next to her. Tina was happy to be in the back seat, free to tune in and out of the conversation as she pleased.

    It was another picture perfect day of sun and brilliant blue sky. The cart had stopped and Tina was admiring a beautiful cactus flower when the conversation from the front drifted back to her.

    “Stunning,” she heard Bette say.

    “I knew you’d appreciate it, Bette. It has such presence, don’t you think?”

    Tina looked up at the towering, twisted arch of bronze in front of them.

    “The lines are so bold and the surface textures are fascinating. Who’s the artist?” Bette asked.

    “Mary MacBride. She lives here in New Mexico, outside Albuquerque”

    Tina didn’t hear the rest because her brain began to connect the information: sculpture, Mary, Albuquerque. It was Mary. Her mother’s neighbor Mary. Mary of the drunken kiss. Oh *****. And Bette loved her work.

    “She’s one to watch,” Charlotte said.

    “I definitely want that for the CAC. Can we discuss the logistics, Charlotte?”

    Tina’s eyes opened wider as bits as she heard bits and pieces of Bette’s comments “her other works”, “I’d love to meet her.”

    “Oh *****, Bette, no you don’t,” Tina thought.

    The cart lurched forward and cruised down the path, leaving Tina to ponder her worst case scenarios for a Bette and Mary meeting and Bette to begin planning for just such a meeting to occur.

    ***

    They had spent a long afternoon and an abbreviated cocktail hour with Charlotte, who had apologized profusely for having a previous dinner engagement. The trip home found them just so slightly light-headed from drinking on an empty stomach and looking for a good place to eat. They found a friendly looking place along the route and settled in to eat.

    Comments

    1. massmom great to see your post. Wow, dont leacve us to long, you are one of the best fan fic writers out there. You are truly missed, when you dont post.

    2. OMG do you know how to leave us wanting more. That was so priceless, the interplay the almost disaster the recovery due to the generosity of them both. You have it all not to mention the anticipation of HMS in the next post. Thanks so much

    3. This was absolutely extraordinary, and I loved every single moment. This story is a remarkable journey and I’m so glad that you’re bringing us along for it. Thank you for sharing your vision and talent with us!

    4. …and when I saw that you’d posted, my breath caught. Having just finished reading it – my deepest thanks!! This is such a grand story. I’m so glad you have continued it.

    5. awesome- you have been missed and i just hope that it is not too long before you continue what has always been one of my most favorite stories out there. thanks!

    6. Good God MM!!!! After all this time away, and you leave us here?!!! I am with Skipton, this has been one of my favorites from the beginning…hope to see you back her SOON!!!!

    7. OMG! I can’t believe that I’m going to have to wait for the next chapter…damn! Please don’t take so long next time! I have missed your writing!

    8. I love the sense I get from your story of observing a mature passion between two grown women (not girls).

      It’s always well drawn, always well realized. You share with SNS the ability to convey a definite sense of place. I am there in Taos with them, moment by moment, feeling every varying emotion.

      My comments feel inadequate to the task of praising the excellence of your work.

      Each new chapter you post is like a rare gem: precious.

      I thank you for posting again.

      Where is your fanfic award?

    9. WOW! Did my day just get a whole lot better!

      I am in awe, as always. I love your work. Although I’ll say “I can’t wait” for the next chapter, clearly I can. It may be painful, but I’ll wait….

      M.

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