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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.

    “Lemme guess… We Ho’s of WeHo.  Am I right?  Huh?  Close?  What?”

    And they’d all cut-up, enjoying the joke… Tina would glare at Bette, vowing to exact revenge later.  In her own special way.

     

    Bette tried to bring her thoughts back around to where she’d veered off, but it was getting more and more difficult to focus, and then she remembered.

     

    Maybe it was the filmic part of Tina’s mind that appreciated the rhythm of the group’s authentic dialogue, but Bette suspected it had more to do with the part of her that loved this unique “family” that they had created; the “crazy cavalcade of characters” (as Alice had aptly named them) who chose to live their lives together as a sisterhood of confidantes and friends.  She knew Tina cherished every one of them separately, but en masse they were impenetrable.  Solid.  Secure.  The Great Wall of WeHo… If the girls couldn’t be in Tina’s room in the flesh, she would take them there via technology.

    That was it.  Done.

     

    Alice took the list out of Bette’s hands, folding it carefully before slipping it into the back pocket of her jeans.

    “It’s a really great idea, Bette,” she said softly, pulling her old friend out of her reverie.  “If this doesn’t work, nothing will.  Modern medicine’s got nothing on this pack of determined lesbians.  We’ll pull out all the stops.  I say we get everybody to dig up their favorite memories.  We’ll record them and you can dole ‘em out to her a little bit at a time,” the blonde grinned impishly, nodding.

    Bette forced herself to smile at Alice’s eternal optimism.  She put an arm around her and squeezed.  “Thanks, Al.”

    “That it then?”   She asked briskly.  Sharing a moment with Bette was best  kept short, in her experience. 

    “Well,” Bette said, pinching her brows together, eyes shut in concentration.  “I guess so… but I feel like I’m forgetting something.”

     

    Kit walked in just as Bette was reflecting on what she might not have remembered from home.  “You know, I thought about that music box Tina keeps on her dresser, the one she’s had since she was a little girl…”

    She looked to her sister who glanced up, nodding.

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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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