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Random 20 – You’re It
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“You’re right. Listen, I know it’s been crazy so don’t wait for me today – I’ll close up.”
“How far away are you?”
The vehicle came to a stop at a red light. “About an hour. Don’t wait around.”
“Okay thanks. I’ll just wrap up a few things and be on my way.”
“Sounds good. Thanks for today and have a good evening.”
They said their goodbyes and Bette continued her journey back to the gallery. As the brunette drove she thought of Tina. Sure, she’d been pursuing her with purpose. She was extremely fascinated with this woman and not just physically.
She’d been patient. The blonde was in a relationship when they met so they were taking things slow.
She was straight – or is straight? Bette muttered to herself and dissatisfaction within mounted.
The gallery owner again advised herself to listen to rules that seemed to have worked for most of her adult life. They helped her achieve and accomplish what she had thus far. Paved the path to becoming who she was today.
Love life.
Work hard.
Be open to all expressions of art.
Recognize there’s always more. Be more.
Be fair and kind but strong.
Sustain close relationships.
Uphold values and principles.
Vent when you have to.
Network. Network. Network and…
Do not date straight women.
Bette sighed. Although not enumerating the comprehensive list she followed most of them and that wasn’t too bad right?
Before long she arrived and parked by the entrance instead of using her designated parking spot amidst a number for visitors in a lot behind the building. She wouldn’t be here for long anyway needing to pick up a few things, set up for the morning then close up so risked the parking violation. Unlocking the door, she glanced around and confirmed Therese had left.
Bette walked along the hallway that led to her office with a single focus. She reached for Tina’s note before making it all the way to the other side of her desk. Standing tall, she turned it over in her hand. It was in a small sealed envelope addressed to her in familiar handwriting. Curious, she turned it back over, pulled out the contents and read the brief message.
Please have dinner with me.
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2 of 2 seems somehow wrong, needs to be 2 of 10 at least, i really want to read about the chasing ;) LOL
Beautiful.
We needed to hear more about this game of tag!
Thank you so much, lwordid. My heart is aching but this game of tag cheered me up. I’m utterly grateful, lwordid. =)
Ahhhhh, the “tag, you’re it” made me smile :) – loved it!
It’s always good to have a post from you, and this was especially lovely.
That was…sweet and lovely. And it most definately works! Thanks
“tag you’re it”… That’s classic Bette Porter! I love it…PPS
Tag your it, I love that. Can’t wait for more random thoughts.
Simply wonderful. Thank you. Loved it.
Love it.Please continue.
Of course it worked. Anything you write works. :)
Going, going… gone. I knew it. Home run. Thank you. :)
As B&TForever said upthread, this needs to be at least “2 of 10”. So well-written.
Wonderful. Thank you for sharing, I always look forward to your writing.
Simply beautiful. “If you let me….” “I’ll do the chasing for a while all right?” I would love someone to say that to me.
Totally amazing chapter. Thank you.
Bette does rock when she’s secure enough in herself and those around her to let a little levity show through. You’ve captured that here, wonderful, really. Thanks for writing.