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    Love Makes A Family Chapter 3

     

    Bette grinned.   “You’re right Tina.so rightlet’s get our little boy and take him home.”

     

     

    When Bette and Tina arrived home with Dante’ Jackie greeted them as she fed the twins.  The other two were sleeping.  Bette and Tina had decided to save the ‘news’ for another time.  They went to the nursery with Dante’ and put him down for a nap.

     

    A couple of hours later  all the babies woke up and the new feeding ritual began.  It seemed to take hours.  Once all of the babies were fed and changed, Bette sat in the rocking chair in the nursery.  She cradled a sleeping Dante’ in her arms as she slowly rocked back and forth.  Tina kiss Dante’ on the forehead and then kissed Bette on the forehead as well.

     

    “I’ll get our bed all ready BabyI know you must be exhausted.  I’ll see you in a bit – ok?”

     

    “Ok Tthanks.hey.I love you.”

     

    “I know Bette..I  know.”  Tina turned and left the room after turning off the lights and leaving only the nightlight glowing in the darkness.

     

    An hour passed and Bette had not come to bed.  Tina became concerned and made her way quietly to the nursery.  She stopped in the doorway to listen as she heard Bette singing to Dante’.  She recognized the songit was one that now had a very special meaning.  Tina just leaned in the doorway and listened,

     

    The song was Dante’s Prayer.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Dante’s Prayer

     

     

    When the dark wood fell before me
    And all the paths were overgrown
    When the priests of pride say there is no other way
    I tilled the sorrows of stone

     

    I did not believe because I could not see
    Though you came to me in the night
    When the dawn seemed forever lost
    You showed me your love in the light of the stars

     

    Cast your eyes on the ocean
    Cast your soul to the sea
    When the dark night seems endless
    Please remember me

     

    Then the mountain rose before me
    By the deep well of desire
    From the fountain of forgiveness
    Beyond the ice and the fire

     

    Cast your eyes on the ocean
    Cast your soul to the sea
    When the dark night seems endless
    Please remember me

    Comments

    1. LISA… why is it that i always could cry reading your story…its either tears from laughing my ass off… or tears because my heart hurts… either way you have a way with words… and i love every one of them… and i know little dante will be fine… and we will all learn sign if we have to… love this… keep it coming … later baby

    2. You have no idea how estatic I am to see you continue this story. THANK YOU SO MUCH and I cannot wait to see what happens with The Porter-Kennard Family!

    3. When you get a child that isn’t ‘perfect’ they are loved regardless. Dante will be their special little man and I’m sure he will get the same opportunities as his bros and sis’

    4. i know that on the l word bette is the sronger one,but i like this tina as the rock of the relationship.dante is going to be one ok little guy with all the technology that is out their.

    5. DAMN — My heart hurts. A family that everyone would just love to be a part of and experience. Just a bit of experience, individuality is something that your twins and ‘trips’ are not actually going to experience in the real world (but this is your story, who knows). This is definately something they will search a life time for — Not that this is bad, just quite an adventure.

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