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    Hindsight – Chapter 15

    Story written on January 12, 2007 by citygirl75.
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    Bette Porter: Today was too precious for me to want that for her.

    I walked back into the kitchen with Angelica balanced on my hip. She started to squirm and I was beginning to learn that was her signal that she wanted to be set free from the confines of my embrace. Of course, if I had a say in it I would never let her go. Not now, not ever. I watched as she ran off, in her unsteady way, like a new born deer making it’s first steps into the world. I followed her into the living room and she came to an halt by her toys. She picked the first one up that came to hand and began to entertain herself. How I wished for her to remain so innocent. It almost broke my heart to think that one day I would have to let her out into the world, to find her own way. I remembered saying that I always treated Tina like she was fragile and now I was transferring that to my daughter, and how Tina had proved me wrong. She wasn’t fragile at all, I had underestimated her and now I was paying the price.

    I was down to nearly twenty minutes. I wanted to Angelica that. That her mother would be back in twenty short minutes. That she would be back to see us. Maybe to start the long road to recovery. I don’t even know what that road looks like, or where in leads, but I know that it’s a journey worth taking. If not for me and Tina, then definitely for Angelica. I resumed my watch over her, each toy that she took in her hand was a new adventure, to see what it could do, to see what she could make it do. She looked up at me and giggled again. I smiled back, too close to tears to be able to laugh in return. All the tears that I had shed for her over the last eight weeks and now here I was crying tears of joy just at her little giggle.

    I tried to relax by leaning back into the couch. I tipped my head up and stared at the ceiling, always keeping an ear out for any unusual noises coming from Angelica direction. I pictured Tina in my mind. A clear sunny day, walking on the beach, just slightly ahead of me. She always said that I walked too slow when we went to the beach. I counter her thought with the idea that we had gone to the beach to chill out, not for a route march. She always laughed at this, the same conversation that we had with every visit to the sea. When I pictured her now she looked radiant, her blonde hair slightly ruffled by the wind, her top and shorts giving me the privilege of seeing some of the Kennard skin. The skin that I would caress in our bed after those visits to the beach. The tears stung my eyes when I thought about how much I had given up. To be able to look and really see. I knew all of that and yet somehow I had forgotten to see the woman that I had loved more than any other. What was I saying? It wasn’t love in the past tense, when I saw her today I knew that I still wanted her, that I still loved her. I wondered if she still loved me.

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    1. Excellent post, CG. I hope your retirement is temporary for it would be a grave loss to this site if it were to be permanent. Maybe you could do one offs?

    2. Retirement? retirement? What are you talking about? What in God’s name (yeah, you heard me, old nameless one’s name!) do you mean? You’re far too young. Piffle! Just rest your thumbs and let Jo kick your ass periodically until you come up with a fresh idea, doesn’t have to be in serial form. In the mean time, that was quite good and very enjoyable. Now stop scaring your reading public.

    5. You write so beautifully and I hope that you will reconsider your retirement. Take a break, enjoy life but please come back. Besides we need someone who truly likes Tina. Great post.

    12. Great chappy. I hope “Mommy” is home for good! Now, about that retirement thingy…..wuz-up? OK, we fanfic “fans” shall grant you a sabatical for a temporary period of time (yes, did you not know there was a committee?), but please come back!

    15. Please, citygirl… if you EVER feel like sharing your writing with us again – DO IT! You will be missed… everything you write has been so worth reading. Thank you for all your wonderful stories!!!

    16. citygirl you are too young to retire, I hope it is just a break your taking not permanent retirement. This FFC site has lost far too many really good writers over the last year and a bit and its sad to see another one go. Thank you for sharing your writing skills with us and take care.

    17. You can’t retire!I fricken luv your stories along with everyone else! I really luved “the fall”. I had no idea you were done. BOO HOO I hope you come back to us soon, maybe just a break!PLEASE,PLEASE,PLEASE and PLEASE again!

    18. Thank you so much for so eloquently writing this Bette chapter, it flowed so well,and you were quite easy to persuade really! I think I might work on you again in the future, because the site won’t be the same if you are in retirement! Anyway… people always come out of retirement… you won’t be able to jump that ship forever!

    19. Dear citygirl! Wow… As you may or may not know, I have fallen in love with the depths of this story since I read the first word of it… Its a gorgeous turmoil of raging memories and racing hearts, racing to eachother… For you to pick up, so beaytifully, where Jo has left off. To do it justice like that… I applaud you! I think its not easy to write a chapter for someone else, but you caught the essence and did so beautifully! I am in awe!!!! I too hope that this retirement is only temporary… Pls keep on writing what your heart tells you to write, yoúr way with words is magnificent! And maybe one day, you’ll post again, just like that, because you know you can’t miss us :) ;) Thank you for this wonderfull chapter!

    20. You cannot be serious! Just a writing hiatus and then a “come back” – please. Love this story and happy that Jo let you guest-write for it. Eagerly anticipating your next story!

    23. Great update to this story City! Now whats all this talk about a retirement? what Retirement!! I dont think that’s an option, maybe a little holiday. LOL! Hope you come back soon with another great story! Thanks

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