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    Oasis Part 3

    Both of them wanted to come home with me, to keep me company, or to catch me up on the gossip or whatever euphemism they were using to say “To look after you.”  I honestly just thought I was still suffering from jet lag.  It was more preferable then any other possibility.

    Instead of focusing on the cause of my exhaustion, I ran a bath and had a nice leisurely soak in a lavender bubble baths.  The heat of the water instantly relaxed me, soothing some of the tensions I have carried in my legs and lower back since I first started travelling, and essentially sleeping on the ground.

    It was nice to have some quite time at home, to try and make sense of some of the information I have been bequeathed with today.  Apparently Helena has been dating, almost exclusively a woman called Winnie.  Alice doesn’t seem to be her biggest fan, but that isn’t a choice that Alice gets to make.

    I have ordered Helena to invite her over on Wednesday night, poker night.  I wasn’t sure if they were keeping up the tradition that started a couple of years ago when we felt the need to connect with each other, out fear and out of love.  If they hadn’t, I was starting it up again.  I still had a desire for that connection; the emotional space that it brings, the healing it inspires.

    The phone rang, jolting me out of my thoughts.  I carefully retrieved the phone, trying to rid my hand of bubbles.

    “I’m fine.”  I pre-empt, thinking it was one of the girls calling to check on me.  They were never ones to stop beating a horse even if it was dead, and right now that have flown straight into their over protective mode.

    “Miss Porter?”

    Well, it was a gal that was calling me, but it just wasn’t any of the ones I though it might me.  “Speaking.”

    “This is Jennifer Schecter from Athena Publishing.”

     I sit up, in the tub, splashing some of the water over the side.  Shaking myself out a bit, I start to comb my hair with my fingers, hoping to straighten it out a bit, to make it presentable.  It took me nearly a full minute to realise how ridiculous I was being.  Ms Schecter could not see me, it really didn’t matter.

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    Comments

    1. Both of your stories are awesome. i hope Bette is OK, yet I feel like her something is wrong. I hope I just didn’t guess what it is. The idea of her a a photographer is great, I really can see it. PPS

    2. We have turnabout on almost all the characters, i.e., playing different roles within this story. Okay, so Bette has some kind of illness, that was alleded to in the first chapter, think I read that. Can hardly wait to see what happens next.

    3. Nice update there.So Jenny works at the publishers?Hells and Winnie, Alice has an unexpected eye for things though i just font know how she does it.Somethings wrong with Bette i know it i can feel it in my bones :(

    4. Hello My Beautiful Dee… so much subtext so many intense emotions that set the mind afire and the soul ablaze… I love how playful and personal Bette’s relationship with Alice is… it’s a beautiful kind of intimacy they share with one another that is such a powerful bond… I love the idea that Bette is a photographer beyond the JB reference it is such an art I feel her character would be so good at… she has such and eye and so much passion to capture the true beauties and darkness’s of the world… so ever she realizes that not is all right in her world… there is a darkness there… I can smell the lavenders… a healing of the mind and soul… your ability to interweave exceptional messages and meanings within your story is uncanny… you my incredible friend… you are amazing… never compromise who you are my friend… your literary soul is a place of beauty and intensity… mucho love and hugs, JC (Latin Nephew to those Salsa Angels and ever loving Cuzzie to the ever talented Eunichick and Newly Crowned Cuzzie to T_Daze)

    5. Hi, Deean! Now we are understanding more Bette’s ranting when her friends dismissed her idea about publishing the photos of an unfortunate kid. She’s a free-lance photographer for National Geographic! Wow! Something is definitely wrong with Bette. Perhaps an illness she caught in one of her trips. Her symptoms may resemble “Malaria”, but we rather wait till you let us know. This tale is becoming quite interesting, Deean. PPS Hugs & kisses on both your cheeks.- Lucero & Marsha (Proud Salsa Aunties to the ever loving JC and Eunichick)

    6. I am just waiting to know what is wrong with my Bette! I still have to say that Alice,and Bette’s interaction with her reminds me much more of a child/adult relationship, than two adults.

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