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Let It Happen – Chapter XIV
He fell silent. He looked over at Tina, who had turned away from him, and was holding her head with her hands.
“Tina…Tina? Are you alright?”
Tina turned back to him, and began to cry on his shoulder. He stroked her hair tenderly.
“There, there, Tina, I told you… what happened to our parents was sad. But not our fault.”
“It’s not that, Logan,” she sat up, nodding her thanks at Logan’s offer of his handkerchief.
“I’ve done a terrible, terrible thing. Although it’s over now, I just don’t know if I’ll be able to…”
Logan saw the agony in Tina’s eyes, the depth of her internal struggle. He turned slowly to look at Bette, still talking to his wife, patiently, her back to them.
“Something that would hurt Bette, Tina?” he asked gently.
She nodded, fresh tears threatening to spill.
“Do you love her?”
Tina nodded, unable to speak.
“Want to spend the rest of your life with her?”
Tina nodded again, looked at Logan, begging for release from her internal torment.
“Then you’ve got to be strong, Tina. You’re not your mother,” he paused.
“You’ve got to tell her.”
“Nooo….,” Tina moaned, head slumped on her arm, which was now resting on the table.
“I’ll lose her, Logan.”
Logan nodded. “Yes, you could. You may very well lose her. If this had been a financial bet, I wouldn’t make it.”
“But this isn’t a gamble about money. This is about the rest of your life, Tina. And hers, as well. If you want her to be in your life, you’ll need to risk losing her now.”
He paused, as Tina continued to moan and shake her head. “Tina, Tina. For your sake and hers. For your future together, you need to take that risk, for a chance to win her back.”
He let Tina cry it out, in the relative quiet and privacy of their table.
After a while, he embraced her shoulders, and said softly, “Look don’t do it tonight. Why don’t you and Bette go home early? My car will take you home. Spend a nice, quiet evening together. You can go down from a side elevator here, through the kitchen area, so that you don’t have to walk past everyone out there. I’ll ask someone to take Bette to the car. And the staff will pack a little something for you both to eat, also. Someone will go with you, and set that up in your home.”
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Please correct (for future writing) the use of the word every for
the correct word….ever! This error pops up frequently in your
otherwise wonderful stories.
For example….this page…in the question…”does it every bother you…”
instead of the correct…”does it ever bother you”.