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Intervention – Chpt 16
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Helena lay back dreamily and listened for a minute.
“I can’t forget the night I met you
That’s all I’m dreaming of
And now you call it madness
But I call it love”
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Tina’s feet scooted into her slippers as she cloaked herself into her robe.
She ran her fingers through her hair and stumbled into the bathroom.
Emerging, she tightened the belt around her waist and shuffled into the kitchen where she proceeded to make coffee.
She turned on the Bose radio setting on her counter and watched the coffee drip into the pot.
The announcer gave the weather report.
“Fucking Saturdays,” Tina thought, wiping her nose with the side of her index finger. “Who cares if it’s sunny or gray.”
Grabbing her mug, Tina filled it and turned slowly to sit at the table.
“And now, more Nat King Cole,” the announcer said.
Tina sipped from her cup.
“I can’t forget the night I met you
That’s all I’m dreaming of
And now you call it madness
But I call it love”
She swayed gently in her seat.
She remembered dancing with Bette to the King, the King before Elvis.
“You made a promise to be faithful
By all the stars above.
And now you call it madness
But I call it love.
As she listened, Tina’s tears began to fall.
My heart is beating,
It keeps repeating for you constantly.
You’re all I’m needing
And so I’m pleading
Please come back to me.
“Fuck you, Bette!” she screamed, swiping her coffee cup across the table. It fell on the floor and broke. The coffee dripped from the facade of the counter drawers and puddled in the floor.
“Fuck you! Just look what you’ve done!” Tina sobbed. “I fucking hate you. I hate what you’ve done to us!”
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Unable to lay there any longer with Bette not there, Helena squirmed quickly into the robe Bette had laid out for her and scurried into the kitchen. She found Bette making coffee. She enfolded her from behind and held her.
“Mmm.”
Bette jerked uncomfortably, then eased into Helena’s embrace.
“Yes…Mmmm. Good morning to you too.”
“You’re preoccupied,” Helena observed, the radio playing in the background.
“No! I’m not,” Bette said. “You just snuck up on me.”
Bette reached to turn the volume down on the radio.
“Mama!”
Bette turned quickly and looked over Helena’s shoulder. Helena turned sharply as well.
They both saw Angelica, standing in the doorway, holding Fluffy by her neck, the kitten’s body stretched out lengthwise in front of Angie’s belly.
The kitten was meow-ing loudly.
“Mama, Fluffy wants breakfast! Her hungwy! Wants eggs!”
Helena lunged to rescue the kitten. She gently persuaded her from Angelica’s hands.
Bette was close behind Helena.
“Sweetie, honey,” Bette cooed, holding Angelica closely as Helena stood and pet the kitten, “we’ll get Fuffy something to eat, but you have to be gentle with her. She doesn’t like to be held like that.”
“But Ella holds you wike dat, Mama,” Angelica protested. “You wike dat when Mommy doos dat to you too.”
Bette looked quickly into Helena’s eyes for her reaction.
“It’s okay. I’m sure you did, Bette,” Helena said somberly, turning to fetch a cup of morning wake-up brew.
The song was ending.
You made a plaything out of romance
And what were you thinking of
For now you call it madness
But I call it love.
When Helena turned back around, Bette was holding Angie’s head to her breast tightly.
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Wow, I knew Bette worked out but I had no idea she was strong enough to pick Helena up with one had by the scruff of her neck and carry her around that way. Not that Helena’s neck is scruffy. Or fluffy. Now I know Nat King Cole was great (Amazing to think he didn’t think he could sing. Ever heard his early trio? Damn, he was great on the piano, too.) but is wonderful music a good enough reason to scuttle a fine romance just starting for dewy eyed remembrances of a lost love gone very wrong? And wouldn’t a full blown NC-17 be a good way to drown the memories? Hmmm?
hmmm…don’t know, funny…wonderful music often seems a reason to do and remember lotsa things…let me ask Sugar…Sugar, whatcha think?…sorry…no answer…she’s busy playin’ with her balloon…gawd, she’s got the cutest little butt! :D We’re listening to Steely Dan now…gets back to ya…
I’m a Dan fan, too. I suppose you’re allowed to think a kitten’s butt is cute, but not cute, if you know what I mean. Not like Bette and Helena’s butts-pure unadulterated cute. Memories have their time and place, but should they drown the present and future?
Wow, Zheese, I hate love in dispair and that poor kitten is going to scratch that poor child a few times by the sounds of it. Thank you, Md
i feel for Tina, even though i rarely do, but mostly i feel for Fluffy…lol…Angie’s rough for a cute little toddler…i loved it pps
Aw I felt sorry for the poor kitty to be held like that but I guess that’s how kids are hum. The song was great but what the heck is Tina’s problem? She doesn’t have to ut all the blame on Bette, she did her part of screwing things up pretty well too. She better gets over it. I think she’s going to have a fit when she finds out that a) Angie got a kitty and b) Bette is dating the Lion queen :). Can’t wait to see what’s gonna happen next
Hey Zheese, Love the romance of the music carrying all the gals on a voyage of memories and sentimentality. Music is the perfect tool to ellict strong feelings and reminiscences. For Bette and Helena it is a means to mark these special moments in their life together. For poor Tina it is a recollection of how wonderful things were and never will be again. Angelica managed to add te humor of the piece with her perfect childish statement. So she has been watching Bette and Helena together when they were unaware and seen more than she should have??? Can’t wait to read more of this fun filled festival of fiction. WIll be waiting. Thank you so much for sharing it so frequently with me, Your Loyal Fan.
Z once again you did a great job of this chapter. The past comes so many times when a child is involved and this is not the exception for Bette,Tina and Helena. But when love is over there is nothing that can bring it back but another love from someone else. I liked the song ;)
Poor kitty.
Rites funniez1…!!! ‘furry cute’ be diffrenz den “pure unadulterated cute” on Bettes or Helenas…We not dwown! Weez jus watch dem chase tails…wike moms watches me! xx wubs you…signed, Sug PSS…mee hab weelwy kyoot buttz