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    Everything to Everybody Chptr. 43

    Story written on October 2, 2007 by nettababy.
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    Sometimes a walk in town can lead you right down memory lane. Picking up those memories we thought we lost along the waste side.

     

    “The pink shirt.” Bette said still looking at her un eaten Isla Flotantes.

     

    “What sweetie?” Tina asked looking at Bette.

     

    “The picture your talking about, I have on a pink shirt, we were sitting over at that table, Mel was making a mask out of some napkins, he was tearing out holes for the eyes and the mouth, and the red trolley was driving by in the background, I remember hearing the bell mixed in with my mother‘s laughter.” Bette finished and locked eyes with Bettina. “You rubbed my stomach and sang to me.” Bette rubbed her stomach as though she was still feeling the warmth of her hands on her stomach, she smiled as she recalled the moment, and Bettina smiled and nodded her head. “I remember you.”

     

    “And I remember those eyes. It’s been far to long since I’ve seen those eyes.” that comment made Bette smile as the blush made a reappearance on her cheeks.

     

    “How come I don’t remember anything else from you?”

     

    “Well lets see the last time I saw you was…at Mel’s funeral?” she finished and watched the smile drain from Bette’s face. Tina felt Bette’s body stiffen underneath her hand.

     

    “You were there?”

     

    “I was.” she nodded. “I was also at your mother’s.”

     

    “But I don’t remember you.” she said shaking her head and feeling a twinge of guilt race through her as she said it.

     

    “Sweetie, I know it‘s ok,” she said placing her hand on Bette’s reassuringly, “I don’t think you remember a lot from that day. I was watching you the whole time. I even remember seeing all these people come up to you and giving you their condolences, but you weren’t there, ya know?” Bette nodded her head, there were a few things that she remembered from those days and those memories she hoped would fade away with time. “You and your mother are the same,” she said pointing to her eyes “everything I wanted to know was in your mother’s eyes. She couldn’t hide that.”

     

    There was a silence that hovered over the table for a little while Bette was still clutching Tina’s hand on top of her thigh and Bettina was sitting with her back against the wall dreamily looking at the life through the window. “Eat your Isla Flotantes before they go to waste.” she said not looking at them.

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    3. I hope that you will be careful with all that is going on in your life. Bettina sounds like someone I would love to hang out with. Bette and Tina or I should say Bette, needs to go ahead with the adoption for the sake of her nephew. His welfare is important even more so that having his drugged out mother keep jerking him around.

    7. At last I found out who the mystery blond in the balcony was. I’d ocntinued to wonder all these months. Always nice to see this story reappear and I agree fully with their decision to proceed with with adoption. Alicia is like Britney Spears. It’s a pity they are both so out of control, but if the clear threat of losing their children isn’t enough to get them to clean up their acts, there wouldn’t be anything that Bette could do to improve the situation but to get the kid out of there. Wow, netta, I think you have the makings of a new story within your excuse for not posting lately!

    8. Nettababy you should write your real life it sound so eventful but then you would have some who would say that is could never be real. Thanks You I am so thrilled to read this. It fabulous. Thanks

    9. I just read all your Stories. They’re great. I hope zu can also contiune with the Story Seemingly Lost and countine both Stories. Please they are really great. PPS

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