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    Oasis Part 3

    “Yes, Ms Schecter, how can I help you?”

    My appointment was for next week, so I was a little surprised and a lot concerned to be hearing from her today.  Had they changed their minds?  Did they not care for the idea?  Did they want too…?

    I take a couple of deep breathes to calm myself down, there is no point in getting myself worked up over nothing.  It could be something as simple as confirming the appointment.

    Lost in my own thoughts I didn’t hear much of her response, only “…I hope you understand why we can’t meet…”  and that just set about to fuel the panic that was rising earlier.

    “What do you mean?”  I ask, trying to keep my voice even.  I didn’t want to give up this opportunity, but I didn’t know if any other publishers would want to work with me.

    “Miss Porter, I have to reschedule our appointment, I was asking what time would be more convenient to you.”  Relived, I slipped down into the embrace of the warm bath.

    I close my eyes trying to picture my diary but failing.  Not that it would tell me much anyway, apart from a couple of appointments and time with the gang, I had no where to be to speak of. 

    Tomorrow I had an appointment with National Geographic to pick up my pay check for some freelance photography I did while away and then I was hitting the dark room… so that wouldn’t be convenient.  Not that I believed that Ms Schecter would even have tomorrow opened as an option.

    “How about Friday, in the morning?”  I suggest.  It was 2 days from now which gave me time to prepare a good presentation and to develop some of the photographs.  It also gave me time to bounce some ideas off Helena and Dana.  Dana, for all her shyness is one of the best people to talk too. She always offers an insight that was never considered.  Or wisdom that should always be taken.

    “Friday and 12:30 is the best I can do Miss Porter.”  Agreeing with the day and time we hang up.

    I lay back down, comfortably resting my head against an air pillow.  This was looking positive, and I couldn’t help but imagine what would happen next, but the excitement was something I had to put a lid on.  I wanted to try and prevent the bubble from bursting if I am knocked back.

    Taking some deep breaths I slowly start to feel myself unwind.  It was then that I realised that I was having a problem catching my breath.  I figured I must be getting a cold, but the logic just couldn’t outrun my base fear.  Something was wrong.

    I knew that there was no real evidence to prove this to be the case, but my check-up was due in a little over a month and it tended to make me paranoid.  I was tempted to call the bring forward the check-up, if for no other reason then to clear my mind.

    If I were to be honest with myself, I really don’t want to know.  Not now, not when things were starting to come together…

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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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