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    Hindsight – Chapter 7

     

    As I reach for a couple of clean cups, I think I remember when she arrived last night, on her own, and asking me not to take the pills, I seem to remember holding them, looking at the label, thinking that she was taunting me as her name glared at me from the dispensing label, I can’t say for sure whether I would have taken those pills last night, but I can honestly admit to myself that it’s the closest I have come, so if it’s the closest I have come, it would have also been the lowest I have been…

     

    I remember our words, her gall… the fucking gall of her saying I didn’t know how it felt to not see Angelica, I had to shake my head at her words last night, but overnight she seemed to of had a change of heart, a sudden awakening, an epiphany… what I didn’t know was whether she intended to keep her word, she had made a promise to me only moments ago, I’d like to think in my heart she meant it, but the cynical side of me, the side of me that had been on the verge of giving up last night, couldn’t help but wonder…

     

    I poured the steaming coffee into the cups, I think I needed it straight and black, I was beginning to feel unsettled, my stomach wasn’t used to keeping food inside it and I did eat that toast she made for me quickly, I poured a little milk into Tina’s coffee, remembering how she liked to take her coffee.

     

    I took another deep breath before I started to walk back into lounge.  I turned the corner to see her sat down on one end of the sofa; Angelica was stood beside her, lining up her Muppet characters, knocking them over as Tina stood them back up, only for them to be knocked over once again…

     

    I put her cup on the table beside her, glancing at her as I sat down in the chair opposite, she smiled her thanks, before looking back at Angelica, she stroked her curls, looking at our daughter thoughtfully, I watched their interaction as I sipped the strong black liquid, I wonder what was going through her mind…

    Comments

    1. I was so glad to see you posted another chapter to this amazing story… As painful and heartbreaking as it is, I am so enjoying this jorney. Thanks a bunch Jo.

    2. Damn women – once again I’m looking like something the seahorse has draged in….swollen red and wet eyes!!! The part with “Tina my passion walked out of here seven weeks and five days ago, my passion left me….” was simply breathtaking….the whole chapter was amazing!!!! You’re the best, no question about it!!!! Thanks for yet another masterpiece xx

    3. Yet another heartwrenching chapter…always beautifully written…though would have to pick my moments to read it!…Hormones can do that to ya!!!..Good stuff tho!

    4. This was emotional and awesome Jo…I was exhausted emotionally just reading it. Where does Tina & Henry stand? They seemed happy the other day at the store. Does Bette & Tina have a chance? Is Tina just sorry about how she treated Bette or could they get back together?

    5. What can I say Jobadge ? You’re a poet. Another heartwrenching chapter indeed but the kind of “heartwrench” we love. This is all so beautiful and so painful at the same time. Oh, and I love your “parallel editing” of the story too. It’s really great to get the chance to see things from both points of view ( and so rare ! ). So enlightening ! Anyway, every single chapter is a wonderful gift you are offering us, Jo, so thank you so much !

    6. is incredible how you show us all their pain and her fears just in one page, i don’t know if i can handle two pages likes this! it’s so heartache, i think that i should take some painkillers before read your next chapter! well done, girl

    7. That Tina is willing to stick around after being slapped around by the sisters Porter is quite a hopeful sign. She deserves it, of course. And it’s a necessary first step if anything better is to come.

    8. Is there a way to start the last year to year and a half over? Jo, you are really laying it all out in the open. This is so heartfelt and pulls from deep within one’s soul. A person reading this can feel the pain, hurt and anger that emanates off of Bette and to some degree Tina. I hope that they can work their selves back together for both of their sakes (and well mine too because I love Tibette)

    9. awesome jo….you are an amazing writer….i love this fic….please, continue soon…..i wont be the least bit aggravated if you decide to post oh…say….another 3 or 4 chapters today…..lol…….. =0)

    10. Your writing is so extraordinary that I feel Bette’s and Tina’s pain. You’re so skillful that I forgive Bette but Tina’s another story. You write more in one page….economy of words but certainly not emotions.

    11. gee Jo you are just a phenomenal writer but this is SO painful i really don’t know if i can keep reading it because it brings so many tears to me. you are just the greatest writer on the board EVER

    12. Soo amazing! I wonder how Tina will deal with Bette’s anger..then there is Kit and the friends..then Henry..and ofcourse she still loves B..will she get back the house to help Bette…Will B have her back easily? Lots of stuff still to happen :P I can’t wait for next chapter!.

    13. Heartwrenching… Its like eating chocolat when you have a toothache, reading your stories… You want it so bad even though you know its gonna hurt… BUT the hope you give… The communication you master… If only your name were IC… Love this Jo! PPS!

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