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    Oasis Part 19

    Story written on April 13, 2009 by Deean.
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    “I rested the phone against my chest and let the tears come. I was alone, in one of the most beautiful places I knew… I was safe to cry.”

    I ran away from my mortality.  Ran from my life; from death, and all the fears that came from it.  I ran, and I burned and I felt more alive then I had ever done before.

    Hours later I woke, the sun had climbed into the sky and was shinning down on my bare backside burning it badly.  I was thirsty, alone and lost.  There were no clothes in sight, and for the first time in my life I don’t remember feeling any fear.

    My assistant, Campbell had said that was because when they found me I was delirious.  I was talking about a mirage I had seen, about hope for the future.  My own personal Oasis.

    It all made sense at the time.  A river to drink from when I was parched.  Shade to comfort and to protect.  A beautiful place, within the most beautiful place in the world.  It seems redundant to think about it know.

    Many things do.

    Sighing, I sit under my favourite tree, a Palm called Reggie.  Yes, there is something insane about the idea that I named my tree, although Helena and I were quite high when it happened, but a lot of amazing things happened under this tree.

    I kissed Jodi, a talented woman whose heart tried in be in the right place.  I loved her because she tried, because she lived for every moment.  She had so many qualities I wish I had, but many I just couldn’t live with.

    We broke up after a year.

    She was the second most serious relationship I ever had.  I know this bothers people, Daddy, Kit and Helena especially.  They feel that there is a life that I am missing out on.

    There are times when I think they are right.

    Lying down, I gaze gently at the majestic that surrounds me.  There is more things in heaven and Earth then we can ever understand, but we can gaze.  Gaze at immortality and hope, the somehow it might be granted.

    Enough of this.  Thinking myself around in circles is not going to get the call made.  I take a deep breath, stealing myself.  My heart beats like crazy and anxiety licks at the edges of my consciousness.

    I dial the number with cold, somewhat numb hands.  Resting the phone against my ear I hear it ring.

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    1. Hi there, dear sweet Deean! It is indeed in time of need, that we seem to remember small and minor details that we forget to think of. While Bette tries to find some sugar and cream, to please her visitor, she realises that none of them are available. It is obvious that her numerous trips have been priority in her life and not the common supplies to her home. Her call for help to her father, seemed like her final acceptance that something is wrong with her and that she needs those she loves around her. As for the connection with Tina, we believe that the book they are going to prepare, could be Bette’s legacy and proof of all the work she has accomplished abroad, during all these years. It was sweet to see that Tina feels so comfortable at Bette’s house that she could catch her sleep for a while. At the same time, we feel that Bette also finds that peace in the presence of Tina and does not object the blonde could see her tears. This was a sad, but meaningful chapter. Thanks for the update, dear friend. PPS Hugs & kisses on both your cheeks.- Lucero & Marsha (Proud Salsa Aunties to the ever loving JC and Eunichick and Tias Adoradas to Patpez)

    3. What a great chapter. We were able to see that Bette is really going to need her loved ones and that just maybe she will find a new love….thank you for this story and I can only hope that Bette beats the odds. pps

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