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    Hindsight – Chapter 24

     

    I just needed some time… I needed to bring together all those things inside of me, try and at least understand them, understand what things were important to me, that were unimportant and try and let go of those things, so that my focus and aim could be centred on what I wanted out of the rest of my life apart from Angelica…, for some reason, I had this sense inside me that things were going to get worse before they got any better…, and that scared the absolute shit out of me…

     

    I took a deep breath as we continued to stand in front of one another, it seemed that the time we had been apart had not dimmed the intensity between us, it was still there…

     

    I think I can safely say that it would never disappear, whatever path in life we followed…, she would always be the one who touched me somewhere that no one else would ever come close to… never in a million years…

     

    I finally spoke then, trying to calm the rapid thoughts in my mind, “Can we… can we just go to the park and just… spend that quality time together with Angelica…?”

     

    “Of course… why don’t you get the food sorted and I’ll change Angelica…” her voice was quiet and gentle, I felt that lurching feeling in my stomach as it reminded me of other times she has spoken to me in that quiet tone.

     

    I felt relieved that we could move on to some neutral territory, maybe enjoy the rest of the day as we had planned, but these little things kept cropping up between us, I suppose it was inevitable, we had had a somewhat turbulent few months, neither of us could expect things to go swimmingly on the first day of communicating with one another… but we had to start somewhere.

     

    “Yeah… the food… I’ll go and do that now…, are you sure you’re okay sorting out Angie…?”

     

    She smiled at me, nodding her head in acknowledgement as she spoke with not only the words, but her eyes as well, “I’m fine…”

     

    “Okay…”

     

    “Okay…”

     

    Why did we stand a few feet apart and repeat the same word to one another, we used to do that when neither of us wanted to make a move, but I knew I should, even if its was just to get us started on our afternoon,  I tried to point to the kitchen, but my arm just ended up just somewhere in the air as I tried to speak…,  “I should uh… you know… um… get the food sorted…”

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    Comments

    1. If you could have seen my eyes when I read the summary…a part of me was like YES! Then a part of me was like it’s too soon for that. This was a short chapter…I need more.

    2. God, still so good… You have me sitting attentively at the edge of my chair and almost falling off when it ends. I love this slow treatment… I think I’m a sucker for the torture though. Need I say, yet again, how much I adore this?

    3. Jo, finally got to read your story …. Wonderful isn’t it!!!! Can’t wait to read the rest… post again soon!! Writing is awesome …oh by the way congratulations on the awards last go round!!! Thank you (crawling back under my rock)

    4. It seems to me that Angelica is the member of the family least needing to be sorted. I was listening to Joni Mitchell’s “All I Want” while reading this and it seemed apropos: “I hate you some, I hate you some, I love you some”. I think Tina should call a porter, or maybe a Porter to help her with all her baggage.

    5. It will always start at the Bette Porter Gallery. That is the beginning of the ending. The ending of Tina’s boring life and an awakening of sorts to one Bette Porter and an end to Bette’s lonely journey to nights of Tina on her mind. Now all that needs to happen is for Henry to disappear and some real soul searching on Tina’s part. She is taking that step in the right direction. I just hope that she will continue with those steps back to her family that consisted of Angelica, her and Bette.

    6. I’ve a feeling the clarity of Tina’s hindsight is about to become razor sharp… I really want to see what she remembers next chapter (I hope?), so I hope it’s soon! Thanks, Jo.

    7. Tina’s inner monologue made me think back to when I was dating men. They were all easy to please (except one once in awhile due to medical reasons), but they never pleased me at all. That’s definitely not fair to either party. Me because I’m not getting off, and him because he could be thinking his technique sucks. Maybe their techniques DID suck, but my mind usually was never there. I could just block it all out. But men are the past and women are the present and future. I definitely can’t wait to step into my own version of The Bette Porter Gallery.

    8. I knew you weren’t “going there” in this chapter, but that was cold to leave us there! At least the next chapter is here already (I’m playing catch-up), so I don’t have to wait long for the next phase!

    9. Favorite line of this one- “such simple creatures” LOL Anyway can’t wait to read about her experience once she entered the Bette Porter gallery – just love the flashbacks. Post soon.

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