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    Let Me In – 10

    Bette finally — finally – opened the door to the guest room, Angelica in her arms, and glanced around.

    An hour or so earlier she’d heard Tina say goodbye through the locked door of the guest room, and as much as she knew she should have opened the door and let Tina say goodbye to her baby, she had not been ready to face Tina again so soon.

    Tomorrow, of course, would be a whole different ballgame.

    Bette carried Angelica to the kitchen. "You love your formula, don’t you, little girl?"

    Bette noticed immediately the items Tina had taken with her. Items invisible to anyone else but herself: the teddy bear cookie jar which Tina had bought as a joke, to spite Bette, to throw off the Good Housekeeping-esque appearance of the kitchen. The barbecue sauce Tina loved and Bette considered blasphemy to food.

    As Bette and Angelica emerged from the kitchen, bottle in hand, Bette had to take a moment to regard the living room. The artwork was still there, and again few people would recognize the absence of more important things. Bette glanced at the bookshelf, at the most telling aspect that Tina had gone: the stack of books there seemed uniform, her collection of Tashen books no longer disrupted by a first edition Breakfast at Tiffany‘s, a gift she’d given Tina early on in their relationship.

    Bette strode closer to the shelf, ignoring Angelica’s struggle to grab onto her milk bottle.

    Tina’s book had housed there for no other reason that to pinpoint that she, like the book, had come into the orderliness of Bette Porter and her books and made space for herself.

    Bette sat on the couch in front of the shelf, and finally allowed Angelica her bottle.

    At first Angelica, as she always did when met with the flavor of her milk formula, made a face, then decided it was better than nothing, and resumed sucking.

    "She’s really gone," Bette whispered, staring at the place where Breakfast at Tiffany’s is supposed to be.

    Angelica glanced up at her, all the while sucking on her milk bottle.

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    Comments

    1. Just today I read all the chapters of Let Me In and with Tina leaving the print, she was telling Bette that until both originals (the print and herself) came back to Bette what she left her would have to do. The print and Angelica. Am I right on this? This is killing me but there seems to be a little light at the end of the tunnel. Thanks for the post and post soon please.

    2. Hey tiff, I don’t mind a little detour as long as it does get to Denialville eventually. I don’t need to take the Express… LOL. It just means that we’ll be enjoying more scenery along the way (brought to us by your excellent writing). Thanks.

    3. Thanks Tiff – good to get back to find posts from you!Your Bette & Tina might actually get the processing, therapy, and communication in – so they can grow and learn to love, trust and respect each other again on that route to our favourite location (togethertown – Denialville)

    4. I always look forward to opening your stories and reading them. This was no exception. I actually cried when Bette sold her Kiki Smith “Fawn” print. It reminded me of “The Gift of The Magi” w/o the reciprocation.

    5. ‘It’s a cheap replacement, but I hope it’ll do until you get the real thing back. Love, T.’ Now, is Tina talking about the print, or herself?

    6. Well at least your Tina recognized that Bette sold a prized posession to support the family, which is more that Ilene’s Tina did. I’m enjoying the story, keep up the good work.

    7. My Faith is gone.Tina is gone forever from Bette life. A poster tells the tale.gone but never forgotten. That is life. Bette needs to go forward now. thanks

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