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    Lover’s Lapse – Chapter 12

                As Bette sat in the cab she actually began to feel secure for the first time in a very long time.  Entering Tina’s house she headed straight to the bathroom and turned the water in the shower up to as hot as she thought she could stand and stepped into the shower.  Taking a very long hot shower relaxed her to the point that she realized how tired she truly was.  As she stepped from the shower, she reached for the robe that was hanging on the back of the door.  As she wrapped herself in the robe she was comforted by the gentle fragrance of Tina’s perfume engulfing her.  She walked to the kitchen stopping to push the door to Alice‘s room open to be sure she was o.k.  “I’m awake mommy,” muttered Alice.  “I’m going to have a bite to eat, care to join me?” Bette asked.  By now it was 9:30p.m. and the past two days were definitely catching up with her.  She made herself a salad and left the things on the counter for Alice to use.  Looking for something to drink she saw several bottles of wine on the pantry shelf and chose what had always been their favorite wine.  Smiling to herself, she opened the bottle and poured both herself and Alice a glass of wine.  “Hey there Bette,” said Alice as she stumbled into the kitchen.  “Hey yourself,’ Bette replied.  “We thought that you were going to take a nap and come back to the hospital.  What happened?” asked Bette.  “I thought that it was better if I left the two of you there alone for awhile.  Plus I was really tired,” said Alice as she fixed herself a salad.  She looked at her watch and said, “***** it’s almost 10:30 Bette!”  “Trust me I know,” Bette replied.  They finished their food and Bette headed towards Tina’s bedroom to get some rest.  “Hey Bette do you think I should just wait and go to the hospital early in the morning or should I go check things tonight?” asked Alice.  “Tina said that she would call If there were any problems and I know that she is exhausted, so just wait and go early tomorrow,” replied Bette.  Bette entered Tina’s bedroom and began to look for something to sleep in.  Suddenly she decided to look underneath Tina’s pillow.  Usually they had kept their night clothes underneath the pillow when they made up the bed for the day and sure enough, there was a sleep shirt folded beneath her pillow.  Bette slipped the shirt on and slipped beneath the covers.  Her head had barely touched the pillow before she was sound asleep.  Alice knew that Tina had not spoken to Bette about Sheri and inwardly cringed.  She grabbed the remainder of the bottle of wine and sat down on the couch, proceeding to finish off the bottle. 

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    1. oh my… that was not just Bettes heart..mine too just broke in thounsand pieces..please please dont let Bette give up on her family.. Tina have to talk to her..please post as soon as you can thanks :o)

    2. I literally hear Bette’s heart shatter into a million pieces. I hope Bette doesn’t leave…she needs to hear Tina out. She owes Tina that much…at least for the sake of Liza. Please post soon.

    3. oooh the drama of it all… Bette better not get behind the wheel of a car. Or She’s going to be coming right back to that hospital in an ambulance. Poor Bette. Poor Tina. And poor Alice, who only wanted to get her beauty sleep

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