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    Mrs. Kennard, I mean Lisa, always knew when Tina and I were fighting. She would never let us leave when we were angry with each other. I remember one time we got into a fight because Tina kept popping her gum. She knew that was my pet peeve and she was doing it on purpose. I had to go outside before I pulled every last one of her teeth out. I would have loved to see her pop that gum with just her gums. Lisa made me come back inside and sit on the couch with Tina. She said, “Tina loves Bette, Bette loves Tina, and Jesus loves everybody. See how easy that was. Now you two sit there until you hug all that anger away, I’m going to the grocery store and this better be a happy house when I get back!”

     

    I wish it were that easy now. I wish I could just go to Tina and hug the anger away, but a lot of things have changed since we were sitting on that couch, and the weight of those changes are wearing me down. It’s time for a diet; I’m losing some weight tonight!

    As I am making my way through the dining room, I realize I haven’t seen the house since Tina decorated it. She had painted the dining room a light blue color, it reminded me of air, it reminded me to breathe. I take in a deep breath and as I am letting it out I see a painting of bright red camellia flower hanging on the wall. I painted this flower for Tina a few years back in an art class that I had taken. I haven’t seen it since I gave it to her. I chose this flower because it means you are a flame in my heart. How appropriate it was then, but now that flame has grown into an out of control of fire. I just hope Tina doesn’t put it out.

    I opened the door and walked into her bedroom. Now I see why she had the door shut. Tina’s room was a mess as always. Her clothes were everywhere, but Tina was nowhere to be found.

     “Tina?”

    “What?” I heard her say from the bathroom.

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    Comments

    1. Lines like this: Every time I hug Mrs. Kennard, I feel like my heart grows a size, kind of like the Grinch. are why I like this story so much. thanks for posting, and I hope you’re back with more really soon. cheers

    2. I love this story. It’s got humor and drama….great combination.I really hope Tina has a positive reaction to Bette’s confession….if she ever gets to it.

    3. Oh my, I love this story and I love your writing, you make it seem so effortless. Bette is in so much trouble with Tina and she really needs to tell her why she has been absent from her life, truthfully, tell her the whole enchilada. That is the only way she will get out of the doghouse at this point. At least Mrs. Kennard knows that they are in love with each other, why can’t Bette figure that out, but then we are talking about the Bette that can’t see what is right in front of her. I wish her well, it’s kind of painful walking around with bruised shins. Tina will also need to tell Bette that she is in love with her as well. I think I will dub you queen of the cliffhangers. Can hardly wait until the next post. Thanks for posting. PPS

    4. i am going to have to go back and re read… did bette show up late and the party is over… well like bette said… the night is still young… bring it on babe… pps

    5. so I think tina’s mother knows that they are in love with each other and she wants them to be together..i hope im right…and I don’t blame bette if I walked in a room and Tina was standing there half naked I would half faint my damn self…js

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