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    Provocations Linger- chapter 14

    The sound of a nearby helicopter revving up sent Bette into utter despair. She buried her head in her hands and prayed for mechanical issues to save her from this flight.

    “What the fuck is wrong with me? I’ve been drinking on this trip like a freshman.” She refused to engage herself in any further speculation as to why that was.   

    “Good Morning, Ms. Porter?” a striking woman inquired. She offered Bette her hand, “Sonja Fleming.”

    Mortified Bette wondered if she’d seen her with her head in hands.

     “Yes…um…good morning,” the normally polished brunette mumbled.

     “I was expecting a man from the ‘Sonny,’” she admitted.

    Sonja nodded back at her as they headed for the helicopter pad. “I get that a lot. I think Helena enjoys fostering confusion,” she added, smiling.

    “She’s witty. That Helena.” Bette offered, her voice deadpan. Sonja laughed.

    Bette took in the helicopter waiting for them. It would be hard to confuse it as it was branded with the “Peabody” logo in several prominent spots. A quick glance told her that it was a state of the art piece of transportation. Not that she’d expect any less from Peggy.

    “Wow,” she said simply, taking it in.

    Sonja smiled, “Wow, about covers it. It’s a nice ride that’s for sure. It’s a Bell 430,” she added.

    “A Bell 430,” Bette echoed, nodding as if that might mean something to her. Climbing aboard she counted nine seats not including the two in the cockpit.

    Sleek lines, soft leather and luxury were the general theme.

    “Take your pick of seats Ms. Porter, it’s just you and me this morning- this is a sort of ‘off the schedule’ flight,” she admitted.

    “Call me Bette, please. Can I ride shot gun?” the curator grinned.

    “Sure,” the red head smiled back. “Best seats in the house.”

    Bette popped several aspirin with the last of her coffee before buckling herself in. “Lord Help me,” she giggled searching out her sunglasses. “What a weekend.”

                            *****************

    “Have you ever been to Fire Island, Bette?” Sonja was flying low along the outer banks of Long Island.

    “Never,” Bette shook her head, peering down at the dunes, sea grass and coastline appreciatively.

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    Comments

    1. sam needs to lighten up… i like tessa… she would be a great match for alice… BTW… sam have a good last weekend with tina… because its surely your last…pps

    2. Helena helping Bette to try and get Tina back. I feel sorry for Sam. But, like Bette said earlier, Tina is NOT in Love with Sam. Great update. Please again, but soon.

    3. “Tessa had decided she wanted an introduction to the ravishing brunette flirting with Tina.” …Tina gets all the best brunettes. Tessa covets Tina’s leavings. A woman could go worse! Thanks!

    4. Hahahaha…Tessa is hoping to get at least one of Tina’s cast-offs…first Bette and now Helena. This is a great story can’t wait for your next installment Zuzu.

    5. LOL i enjoyed this chapter a lot a lot…Tessa and Helena, can’t wait for the sparks there and i really liked that change in the summary ;)

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