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It Will Grow Stronger
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“Bette, Sweetie. Everything is gonna be all right. You’re going to go see Helena tomorrow night. And you’ll fall into one another’s arms. And it will be like you just saw her yesterday.”
Alice reached over and took Bette’s hand and massaged the back of it consolingly.
Bette sniffed. “You’re right. I know you’re right. God, I hate insecurity! Sometimes I hate being in love!”
“Yeah, love bites a bigass turd sometimes,” Alice said.
Bette burst out in laughter at the mental imagery of Alice’s response.
“Oh, Alice, what would I do without you?”
“I don’t know, and I hope neither of us ever finds out.”
************
Friday, Bette had put her conversation with Alice behind her. She’d buried all her insecurities and vulnerabilities.
Excitedly, she got off the plane in San Francisco, rented a car and drove to Helena’s vineyard in Sonoma.
Winding up the road on the final leg of her journey, Bette couldn’t wait to see Helena’s face when she surprised her.
She pulled in and parked and, in one fluid movement, swiftly opened the door.
Cheerfully, and with great anticipation, Bette marched towards the winery.
Helena’s chief hand, Manuel, met her coming up the path.
“Mees Bette! Eets so wonderful to see you,” Manuel gushed, holding out his arms to enfold Bette.
“And good to see you too, Manuel,” Bette smiled, giving Manuel a hug. “I’ve missed you. And Helena. Where is she?”
Bette had been no longer able to contain her enthusiasm.
Holding Bette’s shoulders at arms length, Manuel looked at her with bewilderment. “Eez Mees ‘Elena expecting you?”
Bette’s smile was stuck on her face. “Well, no, actually, she’s not. I wanted to surprise her.”
“Oh, I see,” Manuel replied quietly.
“Manuel, where is she?” Bette asked excitedly, tugging his shirtsleeve.
“Well, Mees Bette…”
“Manuel! Where’s Helena? I can’t wait to see her.”
“Well…er…I can’t believe Miss ‘Elena dideent know you were commeeng.”
“Manuel! Where is Helena?!”
“Well, she’s out in nee sunset. Down ‘at row dere,” Manuel said, pointing.
Bette walked in the direction of Manuel’s finger and looked down the row of grapevines into the sunset.
What she saw was a silhouette of two figures embracing. One was decidedly Helena.
“Sheez with Mees Annie,” Manuel said.
“Oh, fuck!” Bette breathed.
She stood petrified in a state of disbelief and pain. She felt her heart contract in her chest, and then begin fiercely pounding. She wanted to escape. And yet she couldn’t move.
Helena withdrew from the woman with her and looked up. She shielded her eyes with her hand.
“Bette? Is that you?”
Bette took off running for her car.
“Bette! Wait, Bette!”
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Dang Z, your back and I love you for this and then to have Annie back, and with Bette’s insecurities back again…can’t wait to see how it unfolds and I am glad that you are BACK!!!
Oh man that hurt. I love a good story with drama, but I did’t expect that. This is getting good,can’t wait for your next update. Excellent post!
Zheese…WOW! Excellent start. You sure have my curiosity! Welcome back, where ya been girl? Who cannot love Alice? LOL!!!! I loved the banter between she and Bette, but I just LOVED this line here “Love bits a big ass turd sometimes” ROFLMAOOO!!!!! That was just priceless. MORE!
zheese… great that you are back with this story. so we finally get to know annie?? i love the drama (i’m pretty sure there’s lots of drama to come, hehe). Wonder what happens next. pps!!!!!!!!
Hey zheese I wondered why you left me out of the shout out but then I realized I had forgotten to post a note..So sorry…so here I am to say NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…….it’s not what Bette thinks…embracing doesn’t always mean a passionate kiss, it could have been just hug..maybe Annie is moving to Antarctica or Zimbabwe and they were just saying goodbye. Please Bette…don’t run away…trust…
zheese, I want to thank you for using the word ‘turd’. It’s apt, it’s infantile, it’s pithy. And seeing your beloved embracing another when your all pleased with yourself and your surprise visit bites big ass turds. Who the hell is this Mees Annie person anyway? And susannah is right. Will Bette never learn to reflect before caving in to her insecurities? Why is Bette so insecure anyway?
funny..why is Bette so insecure?? Where you been girl..
Well, I’ve been around. Oh, you mean I should pay attention to that crazy TV show? And Bette should allow herself to be eviserated permanently by the Blonde Who Shall Remain Nameless? I long for a Bette who’ll pick herself up and dust herself off.
Hey funny, now you’re talking. I want Bette to just march up to annie and say, if you have just lost a contact or something, you ain’t gonna find it here, so step off bitch..and give Helena a fabulous PASSIONATE kiss!! That’s our Bette!!
“Not childish,” Bette corrected. “Child-like. There is a difference.” …that’s too funny, sounds just like something bette would say…i can’t wait for another installment
Hello Z! A silent reader of ‘In vino veritas’ says: Great you’re back! Loved this start and can’t wait for the next post(s)! *sits back and waits how the story unfolds*
oh no…please say it’s b overreacting again…okay z…we gotta fill this girl with some security. and btw, your writing is absolutely fabulous…and i’m thrilled every time you post!!!
Well, of course Bette is insecure. That’s why I love her. She’s hugely alpha and just when you think you’ve got her pegged as very strong and tough, she unravels or softens. I think that’s how Jennifer is playing Bette and that kind of layering makes her character interesting. And I always say “oh poor Bette; she lost her mother” and that adds another layer of vulnerability. But you’re right she does overact and overdramatize endlessly. I am VERY disappointed in Helena, though. Pretty sleazy, if you ask me. Oh you didn’t ask??
Hello zheese, I hope I’m not too late for the party. Ok, fine I’ll take the blame… especially if it means we will see more of your brilliance, hehe. Boy you really putting them through the ringer, hmmmmm hasn’t Bette yet learned her lesson never to react until you understand the complete story. I’m starting to feel that Helena must be feeling that Bette is never going to trust her completely and that is definitely not healthy for a relationship, especially one with its distance. You know I’m cheering for a happy ending but alas, let the drama continue :P, Sincerely, JC (PS – “From wine what sudden friendship springs?” – John Gay
Hmmmm. Drama. Love drama