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    Lifeline – Chapter 9

    Story written on January 10, 2011 by gr8d8.
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    The List and The voice in Bette’s head.

    “Sam Wilde,” he said politely.  His handshake was firm.  Bette wondered whether he’d slept at all.  He looked like she felt.  He smiled, trying to review Tina’s chart and appear to be engaged at the same time.  Bette wanted to stay open-minded, wanted not to make a snap judgment about him, knowing she was quick to form a first impression. 

    Give him a chance, Bette.  Let him tell you what he knows.  Just give him the benefit of the doubt for a minute.  

    Was that her voice – or Tina’s? 

    She couldn’t be sure.  Her lips tightened into a small line as she waited for the young man to speak.  She hated to be kept waiting.  He had put on a pair of Clark Kent glasses to read.  She hoped he wasn’t a surgeon.  She was pretty sure surgeons were required to have perfect vision.

    Stop it, Bette.  Be patient.  He’s trying to be thorough. Give the guy a chance. 

    Had Tina become her conscience?  She would swear those were words Tina would say.

    What if he doesn’t like me?  Will that diminish the quality of Tina’s care?

    What?  It’s not all about you, Bette. Just be yourself.  No.  Be charming!  It can’t hurt.

    That’s not funny, T.  Why was she talking to herself like Tina was in her head?  Maybe she was cracking up.

    In the midst of her mini mental breakdown the doctor looked up, removed his glasses and began to speak.  He never looked down again during the course of their conversation, completely confident and at ease with himself and his understanding of Tina’s current condition.

    She tried not to look like a woman who was coming unhinged.  She asked questions that sounded reasonable, and listened attentively.

    She felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.  Doctor Wilde was not incompetent, inexperienced or condescending.  He didn’t seem to be judging her in any way.  He cared about Tina’s progress and her chances for recovery, and he had a plan.  She felt a wave of relief wash over her. 

    He had a plan.

     She didn’t have to be in charge of making a plan.  That meant she could concentrate on just being with Tina, just trying to help her come back.  God, she was thankful for the plan.

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    1. Ahhh…Heartbreakingly beautiful, Nell. Tears welled in my eyes too as I read and re-read The List, the dialogue in Bette’s head and Neruda’s immortal words. Thank you, Nell, from the bottom of my heart. I can’t remember the last time I read a post as poignant, as romantic and as poetic as this. A thousand times thank you for sharing this beautiful love story, Nell. Hugs, mm =)

    2. That was so heartbreaking and beautiful, it made me cry. I left it for a while and just came back to read it again …. and it made me cry again! Thank you so much for this powerful and moving story.

    5. My Lord, I’ve read a lot of beautiful love stories on this site over the years, some made me cry buckets and made me hurt and sad all at the same time. But this chapter is the greatest example of complete love and adoration I have ever read anywhere at anytime in my life. It points out the complete connection they have with each other. At first I thought it was showing that connection they have with each other, and that may be your intention but, whatever your intent was this chapter has exceeded it. It is the most poignant thing I’ve ever read regarding the love between two poeple. Bette is famous for making lists but, this one is so very complete and beautiful showing just how much she loves Tina, the video that Bette mentioned at the end and the Neruda poem took my breath away and made me cry buckets all over again. Thanks for sharing this wonderful story. Hopefully Tina will wake up after listening to all the things that Bette wants to play for her and I think this will do the trick and, of course, Bette talking to her. Simply beautiful and amazing. Thanks again.

    6. I hope you come back very soon and continue this story. Yes it’s sad but very beautiful. I love the conversation in Bette’s head and her devotion to Tina, so very touching.

    7. I finally caught up with incredible story. I know that you started this story way before the AZ situation but it seems to fit what is happening in real life. I trust that you keep Bette from going crazy and making herself sick while Tina is fighting her own battle to live.

    10. Hi gr8d8, This is so touching and emotional. The real shame is that often in life it takes life-threating events to focus us on the important things. Bette and Tina have such a complete connection. This story encapsulates this perfectly. I just adore it. Many thanks for sharing it with me. A Fan.

    12. This is so beautifully written. You have expressed the love they have for each other incredibly well. Your characters really come to life the way you have written them. I’m really enjoying reading this story. Thanks so much for posting this.

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