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    Bette did not even reply, sighing loudly instead.
    "Today is your dental appointment … please tell me it’s at half past two…please, please, please…" the quirky voice almost whined.
    "Why… what’s so special about half past two?" Bette asked already exasperated by the infantile behaviour of her friend.
    "Awk come on, Bette, where is your sense of fun?" Alice continued, the impatience in her voice evident as she ached to deliver her pun. "2.30….. tooth-hurty? Get it?"
    Bette rolled her eyes in reply, groaning loudly again before hanging up on her friend, who she could still hear laughing hysterically at her own joke.
    Bette hated the dentist’s. She had long forgotten why but the fact remained she hated the mere mention of the tooth practitioner’s profession. But right now, she had no choice as she could no longer ignore the pain in the back of her mouth.
    She knew she was going to hurt and the anxiety it had provided had translated into the foul mood which had been hers today and if you asked her entourage, everyday since James had booked her an appointment with this new dental surgery.
    She walked into the waiting room, registering her arrival with reception before sitting herself down.
    The waiting room was comfortable, warmly decorated complete with plasma screen TV which played children’s programs non-stop. There was also a video  game area. Bette did not think it was such a good idea. It might make kids want to go to the dentist’s but when their turn came to get up and go to the big chair, they would only make a fuss about it and start screaming and yelling their discontent at leaving behind their precious toys. Bette knew deep down that in her current state of mind, it would only serve to make her flee out of there when she had so painstakingly forced herself to make her way here.
    She took a deep breath and glanced at the digital clock about the reception window. A few minutes reprieve yet she thought internally.
    Bette crossed her right leg over her left leg only to uncross them altogether, unable to find a comfortable way to sit in her restless state. She reached for an out of date issue of the national geographic instead hoping to find in the glossy magazine something to distract her from her waiting game. 

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    1. Damn…..kins you come out of nowhere and just rock my world like this, only to leave for god knows how long. I don’t care just as long as you keep coming back. Now that is a characteristic of a player LOL ;@)

    2. I forgot my offering of the number 14. Thanks for including me. 14 is special to me because in a few short days my partner and I will celebrate 25 years together on September 14th. How appropriate that you would choose now to include my number. I know I have gushed over your writing before. I continue to adore you. T

    3. Simply FANTASTIC Kins, just beautifully, wonderfully and lovingly fantastic. Thanks for popping back in and bringing wonderful stories. Can hardly wait for the multi-chapter story you will bring us. Thanks again.

    4. Ditto to everything above, well, maybe not the marry me part since its not too appropriate at this time. But, damn girl, you write great stories. I loved the Savannah slip in there… still one of my favorite stories. Thanks for the update.

    5. Great kins – I came to your stories late but delighted I found you! A true storyteller with the ability in your words to make me laugh and make me cry – thank you.

      Do you think you might write some more Savannah some time?!?

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