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    So it begins

    Story written on August 16, 2014 by Ellie R.
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        Tina had been up a while and was readying herself, she had made herself a promise and today would indeed be the day. She did as had become usual, heading to the store collecting the guilty pleasure tabloid paper that had become her habit and headed home. Instead of sitting on the porch

     

     

    Tina had been up a while and was readying herself, she had made herself a promise and today would indeed be the day. She did as had become usual, heading to the store collecting the guilty pleasure tabloid paper that had become her habit and headed home. Instead of sitting on the porch however, she merely dropped the paper on her bench and headed across the street towards the gorgeous house, maintained she new by the gardener that visited weekly and not its mysterious owner. As with all such tasks the resourceful woman seemed to have manufactured her existence such that stepping out side was necessary only in extreme circumstances.

    In what appeared a casual gate Tina ambled up the path, the relaxed nature of her countenance covering the fact that her heart rate was increasing by the second, her palms were sweating and she was not sure she would be able to go through with this after all. Tina found this self-doubt impossible to comprehend having never been so unsure before. In her world to be assured in her decisions and relay the assurance to not only her patients but also the parents of the fragile babies in her care was a must, a non-negotiable requirement of all great doctors and especially pediatricians. And Tina Kennard was well on her way to becoming a great doctor, so why the nerves, why the unsurity and second-guessing? Well no more this was it, she was upset anyway as she had know a year ago that it was her job to help this woman and had yet done nothing, well now she would, it was vital to her and so somehow she would reach inside, uncover the cause of the pain and fear and find a way to heal this woman. Her heart already knew that she must and that in doing so would finally complete herself. She had seen the curtain drop suddenly as she stepped up on to the porch, a mirror of her own in many ways but showing signs of differing tastes, a swing instead of a bench, uniform pots of select roses against the random clusters of wildfires in planters that did not match on her own. All signs of the comfort the houses inhabitant found in uniformity, predictability and routine, in all things being uniform. Well she though, I am not predictable so that can go for one but as she raised her hand to knock on the cherry red doors dissimilar to hers painted sky blue, she knew that she was just the person to help. Her confidence returning as she lifted the brass knocker letting it fall three times and waited.

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    1. Well hopefully it begins…I mean if Bette continues to let Tina talk to a door and not open it and introduce herself I dont see anything happening lol….nice start but they way well written and detailed, got my attention!

    2. I enjoyed this introduction from both Bette and Tina.

      I believe Tina is able to pull Bette outside her own house and start living a real life again.

      Please continue.

    5. Very interesting beginning to your story. By the end I had so many questions that I’m sure you’ll answer all in good time. I liked the way you developed the characters just enough to cause curiosity to want to know more about them, Interesting that they both chose England to land and call home. But as life goes, all things happen for a reason.
      Yes, I could feel destiny at work here with an uncontrollable urges that both felt in recognizing the other, whether through the view of each others’ body or in the eyes, windows to their souls. Tina, being the doctor, looks into others’ eyes all the time and can see so much about the person. Bette’s daily routine has been interrupted by this other woman’s energy and it has opened up her world to be able to see again.
      Excited to see where you are heading with this. Thank you!

    7. OK you have my interest.
      A good start for a promising storyline with so many questions raised.
      Please post again asap to start giving some answers, or more questions!

    8. A new and different beginning and very interesting too. Enjoyed this first chapter just waiting for many more. .And I agree with els73 asking for the continuation of Trouble in Designer Suits, have liked that story from the beginning and always wished for more for a very long time. Saw your recent posting but did not have the time to comment. Please continue with the story. Thanks for posting.

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