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    Savannah

    There were very few men amongst the villagers that morning. Most of them had taken their livestock grazing some distance away from the perimeter of the village. A few older men remained, squatting by the entrance of their huts, a gap-toothed grin on their faces as they warmed up in the still bearable morning sun.
    Wilson led Bette away from the excited children who all wanted to hold her hand.
    She was well know in the village not only in her work as a vet, who had attended the village’s sick cattle and scrawny and shy looking domestic animals but she also supported the local school which many of the village children attended.
    They entered Wilson’s hut, through a low hanging door that made a sharp turn to the right. The clever design was there to discourage any animal from entering.
    At its highest, the ceiling stood about five feet high. The two-room shelter was dark with very small holes for windows, smoky and very small.
    A cow dung fire smouldered slowly in a central pit. The smoke it created, tried to escape through a small vent in the ceiling of the hut.
    There was an alcove to the left for cooking and another one to the right for storage.  They shared the space sometimes with young baby goats, too young to leave outside at night in the cold.
    They sat down to discuss the reason for the vet’s visit.
    "Mama Bette." Wilson started. "The men have been approached by two white people, looking to kill an elephant."
    Bette sighed. The story was nothing new to her unfortunately. A never ending repetitive refrain.
    "What were the men’s decision." Bette knew to tread carefully so as to not offend the proud warrior.
    "The men know, Mama Bette, but the man and the woman came with a lot of money and alcohol."
    "Have you seen those two people yourself, Wilson?"
    "Yes Mama Bette. One of them is Duvalier!"
    "Then I know who the woman is!" Bette thought as she cast her mind a couple of weeks back when she had had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting Jodie Lerner.
     
     
     

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    1. Late… Going to bed… One thing though: Does anyone else crave that photo of “Bette the Vet” like I do? K, could you sent it to my personal email please?… What do you mean it’s fanfic and the photo doesn’t “actually” exist? Arrrgh, you gotta stop doing that to me, woman! Now I’m off to bed with that fantastic vision in my mind knowing that it will have to remain just that… A vision. Oh well, at least I’ll have sweet dreams! G’nite dear, and thanks so much for the update! You’re the best as usual, and I adore this story!… xKw

    2. Thanks for the update. I love Shane. Bette needs a friend like her to help her budding relationship along while she’s too scared to do anything. I hope Tina is encouraged by what she heard from Shane. She needs something to go on before she heads back home.

    3. I have read everything that you have written on this site…..I had to come out of the shadows to tell you how beautifully you write..Thank you for sharing with us.

    4. K40 No one can keep me away from reading this..They have to take me in brute Force *Kicking and Screaming*.. And after this.They had too..really Had too. Laughing at her predicament and playfully chastising her for gulping her food, Bette had reached over in the most natural way and with her finger had wiped the honey which was threatening to trickle down her chin. What happened next came to both women’s surprise. Bette licked the sweet nectar of her own finger. Time stood still for what seemed an eternity. Bette froze, her index finger still in her mouth. Tina swallowed trying not to choke and both of them reached for their coffee, hoping the white mugs would momentarily hide their emotions. Swooning….Sigh… And that scene between Tina and Shane Priceless…: )… Now that Jodie being pin point to be the one behind the Elephants sad flight?..Can Bette prevent more things to happen in the future?

    5. great update as always! You paint such a vivid picture of not just imagery but of feelings, interactions, or even a moment. Thanks for such a great story- PPS!

    6. Shoot – I just logged on to say I want a copy of Bette’s photo, but I see Kword75 beat me to it. But it’s digital! We can all have one! ;-) Enjoyed the update, as usual. Irritated by Jodie, as usual.

    7. Great update. Loved it. You mentioned in your AN that a chapter we all want is coming soon, my question, is that the chapter where you kill of jodi or an NC-17 for our girls, hopefully it is the one where jodi gets offed in the story and we don’t have to read her name or worry about seeing her again in any way. Hope Tina can give Bette the time to come to grips with her feelings and not shut Tina out. Also what will Tina do when it is time to leave after the audit? I believe I read in an earlier chapter that Bette lived in the states when she was with someone else and went back to Africa after her disappointment. Maybe she would consider living in the states again once she is sure of their love. Thanks.

    8. Hey Kins – what an unexpected and pleasant surprise to see your post! You know this is one of my most favorite stories :) Okay, first off – I hope you are doing well (all things considered). Second, brava once again for your attention to details and writing style that make this story so captivating (including that honey thing, the picture of Bette – put me down for a copy please, the village). Lastly, I’d like to believe that you’re sorry for torturing and teasing us but I know better ;) Besides, that’s half the fun anyway, wondering what will happen next. Like Shane said, Tina can’t stay forever (or can she?). And Bette can’t go (or could/would she?). Will the elephant step on or spear Jodie? So many questions but you have us all in the palm of your hand knowing that we’ll gladly wait for the next wonderful chapter. ‘Til then, take good care and post when you can. x iHH

    9. I’m with Kword75 I want that picture!!! LOL fine kins I will be patient for the kiss but only because I wanna see how Bette will deal with that fucker Jodi!Let’s see a creative way for Jodi to die…OOO QUICK SAND!!! Let her step into a puddle of quick sand and when she’s trying to grab an elephant’s leg to try to pull herself out, the elephant walks away and let’s her die as if he knew what her intentions were.HAHAHAHAHA TALK ABOUT KARMA!!!!!

    10. thanks for the update, u know that I will read ur story with delight and pleasure ;Dwaiting for ur next chapter but please don’t tease us even if a little, LOL.

    11. Just wanted to add that this description of the African village and its habitants ring very true to me. I had the professional opportunity to visit and work with villages in Ivory Coast, and (even though it is not the same part of Africa)I appreciate the subtlity and intelligence with which you tackle the issue. But again, I wouldn’t expect anything else from you…;) Loved Shane and her “straight-forward-ness” with Tina by the way! xxx Kw

    12. Argh! No more page Mama Kins?! >_< and see what do you do to me.. after giving such a descriptive image of Bette in the wild... Lol... :-DWhat can I say?! You are so good Kins40! ^^, thanks for sharing your talent and bring a joy of reading! ;-) so looking forward to where you'll take us from here ;-)

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