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    Driving — Chapter 28

    During dinner Bette began to talk again about Mary’s sculpture and wanting to bring it to LA and Tina knew that she needed to say something.

    “I know her,” she stated matter of factly.

    Bette had just put a forkful of food in her mouth and looked at her. “Who?”

    “Mary.”

    “You do?”

    “Uh-huh. She lives next to my mother.”

    “Oh, you’re kidding?” Bette was amused by the serendipitous connection. Then something about this sounded familiar, hadn’t she heard something about the neighbor before? Suddenly her conversation with Alice came back to her. It was before Tina came, when she was waiting to see if Tina would come. Yes, she remembered Alice’s exact words, “the artist chick next door made a pass at her last night.” Bette put her fork down. She looked at Tina.

    “How well do you know her?” she asked.

    Tina heard the edge in her voice right away. “Um well she and Mom are friends. We hung out a little while I was there.”

    Inside Bette a struggle began. Her jealous and possessive self was roaring to be let free. Her rational, intellectual self was trying to rein it in.

    “What do you mean by ‘hung out’?”

    Tina looked over at Bette’s face. It was a mixture of anger and anxiety.

    “Why are you asking?”

    Rational Bette backed off a little. “No reason. I guess I just wondered what you did at your mother’s house.”

    “She and Mom and Wayne are good friends. She came to dinner once and she walks the dog everyday for them.”

    Tina resumed eating but was wondering why Bette’s manner changed. She hadn’t met Mary yet, Tina couldn’t recall even mentioning her in passing to Bette. Tina reviewed it in her mind. She had told Shane and Shane had told Alice. Oh, Alice.

    “Bette, did Alice tell you something about Mary?”

    “Huh?” Bette shifted in her seat and cleared her throat. Tina looked at her and waited for a response.

    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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