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    I Fall Behind pt.13

        “It’s no problem baby sis.” Kit paused, not sure how
    to aks the next question. “Listen… Bette, have you been taking your
    medicine?”

        “My crazy pills?” Bette laughed drily. Kit frowned.
    “I take them Kit. Don’t worry. I just… felt something… something in
    my stomach. I don’t know what it is. It might be indigestion.” Another
    weak laugh. “I wasn’t feeling well so I left work. It’s no big deal.
    I’ll call James after my shower. Don’t worry.”

        Kit waited until Bette was in the shower before
    quietly letting herself out. In the hallway, she dialed Alice’s number.

    *****

        Dana watched her girlfriend pacing. When Alice
    paced, it was best to stay out of her path. Her path usually went
    around a small concentric orbit around the coffee table, so Dana sat on
    the floor a couple of feet away.

        When Alice finally plopped down on the sofa, looking
    drawn, Dana got up and sat beside her. She took one of Alice’s small
    strong hands and cradled it against her cheek.

        “I love you, you know?” Dana spoke against the back of Alice’s hand.

        Drawn from her dark ruminations, Alice smiled at the
    light of her lover’s eyes. “I know. I love you.” They sat like that for
    some minutes, drawing love.

        “Come on then. Let’s go get Tina.”
       
        Smiling in surprise, Alice got up and followed Dana out the door.

    *****

        Back at Bette’s, it was quiet save for the sound of
    one woman picking apart the remnants of dreams. That morning, Bette had
    woken up imagining the sun shone for her alone. Then, reality came and
    knocked her out of the spotlight.

        “I had almost forgotten,” Bette muttered to herself.
    She was sitting on the couch, the bottle of vodka on the floor near her
    foot. She didn’t want to touch it. She just wanted it to be ready in
    case the pain became too great and she needed an attack of
    self-inflicted amnesia.

        Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Bette
    closed her eyes tight, suddenly overwhelmingly angry. “Can’t I have one
    goddamn day to myself?!” She screeched. “Can’t a woman have a nervous
    breakdown in peace?!” She screamed. She started laughing
    uncontrollably. Then she was crying. When the knocking didn’t stop, she
    leapt up, ran to the door and yanked it open.

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    Comments

    1. There are very few stories that have such a huge obstacle for our B/T to cross…this one I’m not sure is going to be successful…how can you fight someones past to such a degree as tina’s….interesting times ahead!!!

    2. There are very few stories that have such a huge obstacle for our B/T to cross…this one I’m not sure is going to be successful…how can you fight someones past to such a degree as tina’s….interesting times ahead!!!

    3. Bette is really ill. I’m so sorry for my earlier flippancy. BTW “True Colors” – great song! check out ‘The Body Acoustic’, Cyndi Lauper’s new album. It’s great! Amazon has it (hint). Thanks for moving this story from the surreal to the sublime. Tina as Judy Holiday, the hooker with the heart of gold.

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