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    Some Christmas – Part 1

    “All ready for bed?”

    “Yep.” Angie couldn’t help but notice the brightness in her mother’s voice that didn’t match the look on her face at all.

    Bette came and sat on her bad. “Angie…” Bette paused. “Your mommy T told me that you could hear us fighting downstairs today. I’m sorry you had to hear that. Were you upset?”

    Angie shrugged. “I don’t like it. But I’m getting used to it. Why are you and Mommy always fighting?”

    Bette sighed. “It’s too complicated for you to understand, Angelica. Want to read a book tonight?”

    “Nah.”

    “Okay then, goodnight.” Bette kissed Angie on the forehead and shut off her bedstand light.

    Angie frowned in the dark. She wanted to help her parents, but she didn’t know how. As she fell into a fitful sleep, she wondered what could she do.

    Chapter 2

    The next morning Tina watched snow flurries falling down out of purplish clouds and melting when they touched the ground. The weather was a fitting match for her mood this morning, cold and gray. She was unhappy. Numb. She glanced at the old-fashioned alarm clock on the bedside table of the guest room. She would have to get Angie up soon, and it was time for her to get dressed.

    She walked down the hall to the bedroom that she and Bette usually shared and paused outside the door. She rapped on it twice briskly, trying not to feel ridiculous about having to knock on her own bedroom door. When there was no reply, she opened it and went inside. The room was empty and the bed was made. Bette must already have been up.

    Tina took a shower and got dressed for the day. She went into Angie’s room and saw the little girl was already up, but looking morose.

    “Morning, Ang.”

    “Morning, Mommy.”

    “How about some pancakes for breakfast?”

    “Can I have oatmeal? With strawberries? I’m cold.”

    “Oatmeal it is. Hurry up and get dressed.”

    Tina ran downstairs and arranged her features into an aloof expression as she headed for the kitchen where she could hear Bette moving around.

    Comments

    1. Thanks for returning and writing. Their fighting makes me sad b/c they have super highs and depressing lows. They need to slow down and appreciate their love and their lives.

    2. I so love your stories especially the ones for the holidays-but at the moment and I trulu hope that it is for the moment, that our Tibette seems to be in a world of trouble in there relationship. Hope Auntie Kit can help little Angie with her mothers.

    3. Welcome back! What a sad story… Hard to read it this weekend with everything going on. Looking forward to seeing how you find the way for Kit and Angie to bring these two sourpusses back together.

    4. Yay, you’re back! Thanks for this story. I do hope this is set circa 2009 because if Bette is still unemployed in 2012 that’s a really long time. PPS.

    5. I feel opposite I like when Bette and Tina fight because it shows that everything isn’t always perfect in the world of Tibette, plus it makes for super hot making up

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