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    Oasis Part 5

    “Bette.”  She responded, blushing slightly before pulling me into a hug which lasts a few seconds.  Drawing away I start to clean up, leaving Dana to look around.

    Dana was looking around the room curious.  I saw her attention drawn to the pictures of children.  “They are beautiful.”  She whispered, in awe.  Turning to look at me earnestly she continued, “the children are so…  they are so sad and yet they look happy.”

    Tears started to pool in her eyes and I knew she was thinking about their fate.  I did too, often.  “How can they still smile?”  She asked me, begging me for an answer.

    “Magic.”  I answered simply, knowing that Kepher would have approved as I gazed at her smiling face.

    Dana grasped my hand, squeezing it hard.  It wasn’t like Dana to offer, or accept comfort in this way.  I smile at her, squeezing back.

    Softly, she called my name.  I turned to her and she looked me in my eye.  “You have to tell their story Bette.  These children, Abasi.  This girl.”  Blonde hair fell over her eyes as she stopped to wipe away her tears.  “People should know.”

     

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    I threw myself onto my bed.  I was exhausted, and  probably could do with more sleep but I was really looking forward to seeing Alice tonight.  Not just because it was her big night, but because her speech promised to be, interesting.  Amusing.

    Insanity will rule this night, and I planned to be there laughing along with it.

    Yawning, I rested my eyes for a moment.  I knew I had to get up to get ready soon, but a few minutes shouldn’t hurt.

    I felt a cool hand on my forehead, and the other on me cheek.  “Bette.”  A soft voice called, “Mieja?”

    I blinked my eyes slowly, the light hurt my eyes and often made me flinch away.  “Bette, I’m gonna call Kit to let her know we aren’t coming tonight.”

    Opening my eyes quickly, I couldn’t help by look at her incredulously.  “What’s goin’ on?”  What happened to change the plans so quickly?

    Dana smiled at me, her eyes kind but she look concerned.  “You’re running a bit of a fever.  With that and the cough I think we should get you to the doctors.”  It was feeling unlike any other when someone showed that they cared.

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    1. Dearest Deean: We are so sorry to learn that you had an accident on your elbow. Hope it heals nicely, that it doesn’t bother you that much and that you might recover soon. Please take very good care of yourself.- As for the story, we are beginning to enjoy Dana, Alice and are much concerned about Bette’s health. Hmmm You are making some interesting developments on the story, which are very appealing, plot wise. We are savouring all of them. PPS Hugs & kisses on both your cheeks. – Lucero & Marsha (Proud Salsa Aunties to the ever loving JC and Eunichick)

    2. Sounds like Bette is pretty sick but she’s been sick like this before, right? Both of your stories are fantastic and I look forward to new chapters on both.

    3. I am sorry too about the bed and your elbow. I hope it feels better soon. As for this one, what is the mysterious ailment? Bette doesn’t have HIV does she? Eunichick already played this card, and between the both of you, what with Dying of the Light as well, y’all seem pretty anxious for Bette to shuffle off this mortal coil! How about Tina getting a fatal disease for once, just to even it out? I am not sure about this Dana. She is sweet, but there is shy and then there is… Did something happen to her to make her this way?? Ah, another story! Speaking of which, you are going to let us hang and hang and hang, to know whether Bette is alive and ok? Hopefully not TOO long!

    4. Somewhere in fanfic heaven, Bette is wondering just what she did to piss off Dee. (just kidding)I’m looking forward to the doctor’s appt and some clarification about Bette’s earlier illness vs her current one. My chest hurts just listening to Bette laugh with her friends.Love Alice’s ‘House’- what a great idea, absolutely one that could be duplicated all over. I found the comment about the kids being ‘too old to adopt’ odd- as i adopted my five year old foster son when he was seven- but we both know there a lot more foster kids than adoptive homes and plenty of need for a house like the one you conjured. Hope you are well soon! (selfishly i want more updates to both tales!)p.s. where in Dying of the Light did you add that paragraph you found that you didn’t include previously? thanks. Feel better!

    5. My Beautiful Dee… ahhhhh that sucks about the bed but more so your elbow… I am off to the movies but will be back… you completely rock it out… take good care and talk to you later… mwah… love and hugs, JC

    6. Thanks for posting this is a wonderful story with so much attention given to the ability of this family of friends to give love and share their lives wiith the children that have been written off for whatever reason. Such a great lesson in love and humanitarianism. If every community in our great nation would take on a project like this we could go a long way to eradicate homeliness amog foster children. Sincerely hope that Bette does not have some disease about which nothing can be done. Wonderful story. Since Tina has not shown up in this story yet, will she be one of the doctor’s that Bette sees. If so, hopefylly she will have the cure-all for Bette. PPS

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