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    I Will Not Let You Fall

    Story written on June 30, 2018 by Valerie.
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    She jogged down the stairs and turned to take a walk. As she strolled along the sidewalk of Melrose Avenue, Bette surveyed her surroundings, finding the world a completely different place, kind of futuristic compared to what she had left behind a decade ago. Again, there was a sense that Los Angeles was familiar to

    She jogged down the stairs and turned to take a walk. As she strolled along the sidewalk of Melrose Avenue, Bette surveyed her surroundings, finding the world a completely different place, kind of futuristic compared to what she had left behind a decade ago. Again, there was a sense that Los Angeles was familiar to her, but so unfamiliar at the same time.

    She felt like she had gone from sensory deprivation to sensory overload. Colours were almost blinding. Traffic moved too fast. It seemed marketing had reached its peak. Bette was in awe of how progressive advertising methods had become. Technology also seemed to have come a long way. Every so often Bette examined phones in people’s hands. The phones didn’t even look like phones anymore, Bette thought to herself in incredulity.

    She then found herself studying people around her. She looked at their shoes, their style of dress, their hairstyle. Fashion had become more casual, more provocative with years, Bette noted. Even business men and women in their smart business suits managed to look casual somehow. There were some individuals who looked downright weird to Bette’s mind.

    Bette couldn’t help but stare straight into people’s eyes occasionally as if trying to read them. Catching her staring, people just gave her a smile or averted their gazes without a care in the world. In prison staring had been forbidden and considered an invasion of privacy or display of hostility. All it could take was a stare that lasted one second too long for one to become the target of violence. Having that in memory, Bette was bemused by all the smiles she received.

    What also caught her attention was the level of openness and diversity. It was more pronounced than she remembered. People were not afraid to express themselves in whatever way they wanted, not fearing what others would think or how others would look at them. They were not afraid to show emotion – they laughed with all their heart at someone’s joke and they shed a tear without holding back at the wistful songs of street musicians. Gay couples seemed absolutely comfortable holding hands, kissing and cuddling in public. Everybody seemed so happy, so free.

    Dropping by the Walmart, Bette bought a thankful present for Ayola and a potted flower for Mrs. Caroll. She also got herself a new set of clothes and a new pair of sneakers. As she was coming out of the store, she tossed the prison clothes into a trash bin.

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    1. Thank you for the another chapter!

      Ok, we still don’t know anything about how Tina lives with her life, does she she even remember Bette?
      And maybe, just maybe she even helped with Bette’s parole? Well, or maybe i just want to think that she did.
      And i like Bette and Ayola friendship but i hope it will not create sexual or romantic feelings between them ( i still like only B&T relationship)

    3. Hi Valerie:

      Wonderful chapter; a little sad Ms. Caroll passed, she was like a mother for Bette.

      Who has Bette’s apartment now? It looks like someone who wants to keep it as Bette left it; maybe, maybe not.

      I would like to know about Tina’s life, but perhaps you will fill us on it when she reappears in Bette’s life.

      Very nice Bette’s new friend, Ayola, very compassionate; I hope they remain to be friends,

      Thank you very much for this chapter, this story is excellent, I’ll be waiting eagerly for your update (and for the other story too).

      P

    4. Great chapter! Sad that Mrs. Caroll has passed away. Ayola is very nice and what Bette needs to get reacquainted with the outside world. Hopefully, they will remain friends. However, I want Tina to resurface and she and Bette get reintroduced and get to know each other again. Great update!

    5. Hi Valerie,
      Can only say ‘Ditto’ to my fellow reader’s Comments.
      Great Update.
      Look forward to another as soon as possible please.
      Need Tina back in the Story and in a positive ‘Tibbette’ way please!
      Thanks again
      SG

    6. Hi Valerie,

      Great chapter as always!

      I love that Bette found a great friend in Ayola, that is so important when you are all alone and trying to build a new life. Like i already thought Mrs. Caroll passed away, that is so sad. I hope Ayola will stay a wonderfull friend for Bette and i think she is the link to Tina.

      I had to laugh that you named the parole officer Franklin Philips ????

      Just like proteonomics, i am wondering about Bette’s old apartment,

      I hope you can update soon and that your computer saves your chapter the next time.

    8. Geez.. it’s just all so sad…i had a feeling her friend and mother had past but the rest is sad as well. She needs love and a since of belonging, fitting in to her own life. Her new friend is helping with that but like others have said friend is were it needs to stay…and I do hope Tina has kept an eye on her all along from afar.fingers crossed thank you.

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