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    No Good Deed Goes Unpunished Chapter 21

     

    Sara had fallen asleep again, but only for a few minutes. She woke up so silently that Alice and Alex hadn’t even noticed. She smiled as she watched the two joke with each other.

    Alice: There is no way you would be The Professor.

    Alex: Please, if you could be Mary Ann, then I can be the professor.

    Alice: Just look at me Alex, I have Mary Ann written all over me.

    Alex: Funny, cuz from here it looks like it says Skipper on your forehead.

    Alice: You are a complete *****. Would it kill you to be nice?

    Sara couldn’t help but giggle while she watched them.

    Alice’s head turned in Sara’s direction, realizing she had heard that last comment.

    Alice: I’m sorry, I didn’t mean, kill, like dead. I meant kill like..umm…like…

    Sara: Alice, it’s fine.

    Alice: No, that was really fucked up, I’m sorry.

    Alex: yeah, Sara, sorry.

    Sara: Watching you two makes me smile. Don’t apologize for that.

    Alice’s face was red with embarrassment.

    Sara: I’m sorry I fell asleep.

    Alex: No, you need your rest.

    Sara: I don’t think I need to be well rested to die. That’s what you do afterwards.

    Alex looked at Alice, both unsure what to say.

    Sara: It was joke.

    Still blank stares from the 2 pranksters.

    Sara: Never mind.

    Alice: I’m sorry Sara, it’s just that it’s hard to laugh. I want to but

    Alex: What do you get when you throw a hand grenade into a French kitchen?

    Alice: Huh?

    Sara’ face contorted in confusion.

    Alex: It’s a joke…

    Sara: Oh…

    Alice: I give up.

    Alex: Linoleum blown apart.

    Sara started laughing hysterically, while Alice in a state of utter confusion. That is until Alex explained the punch line.

    Sara: You guys are great. No wonder Bette keeps you around.

    Alice: yeah, comic relief.

    Sara: I need to clear the air about something.

    The comment came so quickly that lightness in the air disappeared leaving the thick feel of sadness.

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    Comments

    1. Ok I am back! Yea!! I was the first to comment.. Never ever happens, lol. This chapter was very touching asd well written as always. And the same goes for you if you ever need to talk to someone I think we could all be a lending ear :) Have a great week and post soon!

    2. honestly i have run out of adjectives now.. (thank god iam not a writer:) this was such an amazing chapter. death has a funny way of reminding people of their priorities..
      the analogy of the sweetened water was very nice. thank you for sharing it and if u ever need us, u know we’ll be right here!

    3. Hey flair Thanks for posted again WHOA! it’s getting really intense and emotional intense that Bette she waiting for Sara or wen she is dyeing and that really sad b/c you know that somebody is dyeing OMG! that’s was really hard I’ll think so Thanks fliar Please continue post soon.

    4. awww..so sad but beautiful..the most amazing is, Sara even if she wasnt dying she knew shed never had Bette completely cuz her heart always belong to Tina, i am glad Tina is there to help Bette on this and Bette will need her more and more and vice versa they have to support each other in good and bad moments..amazing chapter love it

    5. Flair,
      Another bonanza!
      This story is fantastic!
      How you are harmonizing the tragedy of Sara’s death with the constant bickering and banter between Alex and Alice with the desperation of human contact between Bette and Tina is wondrous to read.
      The way the Sara just watched and took in the simple hilarity of Alex and Alice was heartfelt.
      No-one know how to act or what to say in these heartbreaking time so being yourself is the greatest gift you can offer.
      Bette need for Tina is total. Her declaration will hopefully pave the way to a new stronger relationship. One which is able to withstand the worst that life and people can throw at it.
      As always this is beautifully and simply described by your wonderful writing.
      Please post soon.
      Your Loyal Fan.

    6. heady intensity. Then again losing someone is always hard. I had lost my uncle back when I was in high school. it was a strange experience for me because as i recalled, either i was running away from the intensity by distracting myself or i felt that somehow the sadness was already taken over by others that are in the room and that i wasn’t as close to him anymore.

    7. Sara is a wonderful woman. I’m sad that she has to endure such sickness but still, her beauty is not eclipsed by it. There’s an adage that reads, “People come into your life for a reason, season, or a lifetime.” Sara was possibly there for a season in Bette’s life but she also did something to help Bette. Her dying has helped Bette to understand the transient nature of life and how easily we could lose what is important to us.

    8. flair – god girl can you get any better. im mezmorized by this story and your writing. the dialogue the internal struggles everything. thanks for this.

    9. this is amazing, so bette feels so bad for sarah because in a way she’s afraid to loose tina, this is really touching, i’m glad bette is willing to accept help in such times as this, and i’m happy that tina and al&al are there for her, great update, thanks

    10. So glad when I sat down to eat my lunch that you had posted again. That was so sweet. Tina knew enough, sometimes their is nothing you can say, you just need to be there. And the two goof balls, hey even in the saddest of times we can always use a good laugh. You keep writing, and will keep reading.

    11. *sad sigh* it’s so depressing, Sara didnt die yet and i feel real bad, i’m not sure i wanna read the chapter she dies in.. =( but i know i can’t resist ur writing..
      The way Tina was there for Bette couldn’t be any better, so real, so beautiful..

    12. aww Rach, you are a beautiful girl to share this with everyone. I was really touched by what the Rabbi said about the sugar, that’s some wisdom I will keep forever :) Thank you doll face..muuahhhhhhh

    13. Such a personal story, it can touch anyone, that’s what I like you know, the fact that some of these stories are so universal, not only through culture barriers, but also through familial differences. Everyone deals with death, everyone deals with love and for the most part they are all intermingled. Keep up the good writing.

    14. Kiss me too fiercely, hold me too tight,
      I need help believing you’re with me tonight,
      My wildest dreamings could not foresee,
      Lying beside you with you wanting me.

    15. I. AM. BLOWN. Oy. Specifically my mind. Everything else, anatomically speaking, is simply wishful thinking.

      This is my first comment. I chanced upon your story last week and I actually started to read from the very beginning. I was so enrapt that I even missed a day from work just so I could read and read and read.

      I laughed. I cried (a little, actually just misty-eyed). I held my breath. Love your fic mucho mucho. Please post as much as you can. More power to you. Thank you.

    16. Rachel, this chapter was an other masterpiece of yours, I mean it.
      There’s everything here : the stunning, calm courage of a loving dying woman, the friends’ awkward but touching attempts to support through humour, the tears that cannot appear in front of such a bravery but have to waterfall in the soft and secure beloved’ arms…
      Never the timeless linked themes of Love and Death were better used by you than here, added to your own memories – both painful and beautiful.

      The so overwhelming and almost unbearable current emotions at least gave to Bette and Tina something priceless : because flirtatious attempts weren’t possible anymore, they finally found each other again through the most beautiful and intense way ever, magnified by relieving tears…

      Sara’s sincere and heartbreakingly desinterested wish to assure Bette’s future happiness reuniting her with Tina was exhausted here, in a way : thanks to the huge intensity of what happens, there’s no time anymore for any hesitation or fears. Sorrow needs love too much, there’s no feelings’ play anymore and our lovers’ soft but stronger than ever reunion, far of any simple sexual desire, reached here a level of pure fusional love. God, what a towering feeling, I adored this scene…

      Nothing else but beauty, everywhere, far of our dear Flair’s usual drama.
      This so particular part of your fresco, Rachel, will stay one to remember. Really.

      Everyone here, thanks to you, had few great life’s lessons to keep and what this marvellous rabbi explained to you is, for me, one of the most essential truth ever – wo wonderfully expressed.
      All my deepest thanks for having share all that with us, Rachel. You are truly a good person. As generous as brave. Your father, still alive in your big heart, should be so proud of his daughter…

    17. I have tears in my eyes. I love how Bette and Tina just understand each other. No words need to be spoken in order for them to communicate. Beautiful chapter, flair. Thank you.

    18. Dear Rachel, i just had to catch up with the last couple of chapters and once more the story and you touched my heart. I am deeply sorry for what you had to go through. I am sure that there are no words that could take away the pain but sometimes they might help to ease it, at least temporary and just a little. You know by now that this community here is always willing to listen! Anytime! Although we are distributed all over the world and you can´t put a face to the names here, we are real! We do exist and we are here for you!You gave us literally hours of pleasure by dedicating us your stories, so we´d like to give a little bit back to you by offering you our “ears to listen”.We are here for you, whenever you feel the need to talk! I assume that sharing your background to this story is already one way to work up your loss. Keep it up, Rachel, you are not alone! Never forget that! Yours, BlueEyes

    19. Kiitos Flair! This was another touching chapter…and I know it will get even worse. Because it is inevitable. I’m glad thought that T is there to support B, because Bette really needs it.

    20. Great last line. I like Sara’s character. You write her as assertive, warm and loving. I will be sorry to see her go.

      The sugar analogy is priceless. Thank you for sharing it with us.

    21. One last tedious note: Sara’s coldness is not a good sign. If she starts the stove-pipe breathing it’s all over!

      Their gallows humor is thrilling and killing at once.

      Thanks, oh you who bring the drama so consistently. We salute you!

    22. You grief for the dead and live for the living. All you can do is be there for them. Sara is so lady. Get Tina and Bette back to the hospital . Sad. THANKS

    23. Before I read this I just want to comment on your statement:
      “i’m here if you ever feel the need to speak with someone.”

      Since we’re all close now…Well, I need to get away to Aruba (maybe not ARUBA but somewhere tropicale) How about you let me hold 5 large until the end of the month?

      Okay, think about it while I go read…

    24. Hail, High Priestess of Draaah-maaaah!!!!

      Bette and Tina should be making love to conceive life, as Sara’s is slipping away. Too corny? That’s why you’re writing this – and I’m not!!!!

      Salve, Magistra!

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