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    Hard To Forget

    She tried, she tried on numerous occasions to get it out of her system, move on like Tina had done. Forget her, like Tina had done.

    Had Tina forgotten her? It felt like it.  When she sent letters they went unanswered, when she sent emails they went unanswered, when she made calls, they went unreturned.

    It was time to give up.  She had often wondered whether the old cliché of absence making the heart grow fonder was true, sadly for her it was, but obviously for Tina it wasn’t.

    It didn’t matter how much effort Bette made to continue the contact with Tina, if it was one sided and she got nothing back, the place that Tina held inside Bette never altered.  She was still there and that would never change until Bette took her last breath.

    ***

    Tina’s career was booming.  She really couldn’t get over the fact that time had passed so quickly.  She had been working abroad for eighteen months and the project she was working on was nearing completion.

    She would be back in her hometown much sooner that she had anticipated.  It suited her, it suited her family and it suited her life.  She wanted to be able to introduce her soon to be fiancé to her family. 

    She was happy to share the news and the meeting with her family, but it always struck her that whenever she had something she wanted to share the first thought was never the person around.  It wasn’t her soon to be fiancé, it wasn’t her mother, it wasn’t her sister, it wasn’t even her closest friend at work. 

    The one person she always wanted to share that special moment with was someone from her past, someone she always remembered but sometimes tried hard to forget.

    How could she and Bette have lost contact like this, she had tried to maintain it, the letters, the cards, the emails…, even the odd calls, but when they went unanswered there had to be a point of saying…, ‘no more’…

    And as hard as it was to say ‘no more’, she wanted to try one last time.

    She wanted to see Bette and she wanted her to know how happy she was, she wanted to tell her the news that she was eager to shout from the rooftops, she was getting engaged.

    She couldn’t even remember the last time they had actually spoken but she was still happy to tell her the news, she was excited, she was happy, she was getting married…

    Wasn’t she…

    ***

    The invitation slipped from her hand only moments after it was opened.

    Her eyes closed as her throat constricted. 

    How could someone’s happy news be someone else’s bad news…?

    How could someone be on top of the world when the same event caused someone else to feel like their world had just fallen apart…?

    Was it stupid to have hope and dreams…?

    Was it stupid to see a future with someone in it, only for that ideal to be shattered by an innocent postman slipping an envelope through a letterbox…?

    Didn’t he realise that by that simple action of slipping a piece of paper through someone’s door that he had destroyed her life with that mere act…?

    It was the moment she heard her best friend’s news…

    Tina was getting engaged and she wanted Bette to come to the party…

    “Joy oh fucking joy…” Bette said as she slammed the door to her apartment.

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    Comments

    1. I love your collaboration, and I think it’s great that you made Jo work while she is home! LOL I’m sure it wasn’t a hardship, from what I hear she enjoys the collaboration with you hun. Now, how on earth does this lack of contact actually occur huh? Get these gals TOGETHER, Pronto~ Oh, and I have to tell you, I loved the last line. Off to dinner, thanks for the post! xo

    2. Off to a good..but sad start> hve always loved both your writings s i know I won’t be disappointed. Poor Bette does dispair well doesn’t she? You just really ache for that character..well done and thanks!

    3. At first I was just presuming that their lines of communication became less and less…but then with each of them saying that letters, emails & calls went “unreturned,” it sounds like they either have incorrect info or are just blatantly ignoring each other? But the engagement party invite arrived – so now the moment of truth?!! PPVS :)

    4. I’m hooked, but confused. What happened, they are both thinking the same thing, that their attempts at contact went unanswered. If they both kept trying who intercepted their calls, letters, emails, etc.? Or did they just not answer the other? What? PPS

    5. Wow! We are really hooked. No doubt that this story comes out of two brilliant minds. Can’t wait to see what would happen when B&T meet. PPS Hugs & kisses on both your cheeks.- Lucero & Marsha (Proud Salsa Aunties to the ever loving JC and Eunichick and Tias Adoradas to Patpez)

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