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    Some Christmas – Part 3

    If only they could talk. This weekend when they were having so much fun Bette had begun to hope it could be possible that they could work it out. Now she was right back at square one.

    “Mom?”

    Bette blinked a few times and realized she had been so lost in her thoughts she hadn’t hear Angie approaching.

    “Sorry, Angie. I was just sitting here thinking.”

    Angie sat down next to Bette on the couch and regarded her solemnly. “About what?”’

    “Nothing much.” Bette smiled at her serious little girl. “What do you have there?”

    “It’s a photo album. I got it from the closet.” Angie handed over the photo album, which was silver with gold printing on it that read Holiday Memories.

    “Ah. Tina made this. Pictures from our old Christmases. What made you get it out?”

    “I, um, wanted to borrow a couple pictures from it for a report I’m doing in school. We have to write about our holiday traditions.”

    “What are you going to write?” Bette asked, leafing through the pages. She paused on the fifth page and smiled at a picture of herself and the old group back in LA. Tina was sitting next to her at a table where Alice and Dana were also seated. Shane must have been taking the picture. The four of them looked so young and carefree.

    “I finished it already.” Angie leaned over and peered at the picture that Bette was looking at. “You and mommy look so different in that one!”

    Bette laughed softly. “Yeah, we do.”

    “That was way before you had me, right?”

    “Yes,” Bette said. “Years and years.” Bette turned the page and answered Angie’s various questions about the pictures, and each photo she looked at softened her heart a little more. She and Tina had so many memories, so many years together… Bette didn’t want to lose Tina again. What she wanted was for them to get back to where they had been. Was that even possible?

    She set aside these troubled thoughts for the moment and paused in her flipping though the photo album to look at a picture of herself and Tina. They were all dressed up, apparently on their way to some party or other. Bette was looking at the camera, but Tina was looking at Bette with unmistakable love in her expression.

    “I like that one,” Angie said.

    “Me too.” Bette knew that Tina loved her, despite what she had said to Kit. And she loved Tina, too. Their problems weren’t anything that couldn’t be overcome. As long as they were both willing to try… but that was the problem. Bette knew she was willing, but how willing was Tina?

    *

    “How’s it going, kid?” Kit asked on another phone call check-in a couple days later.

    “Pretty good. I’ve noticed my mom Bette has been happy lately. She’s been going out a lot. When I showed her the photo album the other day, she looked at the pictures a long time and smiled a lot. I think it worked.”

    “Good! Now we have to work on your other mother. How’s it been going with Tina?”

    “I tried the other stuff on the list with her. Like watching Christmas movies, baking cookies… She’s always too busy to say yes to anything I ask her to do.”

    “Did you ask her about the ballet?” Kit wanted to know.

    “I did. I think she forgot.”

    “Alright, Ladybug. Christmas isn’t too far away now. I’ll be there in a few days, and I’ll help you… if you need me.”

    “Well… they don’t fight like they used to. So I guess we’ve helped. But it’s still not right.”

    “Hang in there, kid. I’ve known your moms a long time.”

    “And?”

    “Just what I said. No matter what we do, it’s still ultimately up to them. So just hang in there.”

     

    “Okay, I’ll try. Thanks, Aunt Kit.”

    “I’ll talk to you soon.”

    Angie hung up and looked at her calendar. Christmas was just a few days away. She didn’t believe in Santa anymore, but she knew what she wanted for Christmas. She hoped somehow she would get it.

     

     

    Comments

    1. What a wonderful Christmas story, I was hooked immediately! Your writing is excellent! Thanks for taking the time to write this and I’m looking forward to the final chapters!

    2. It’s sad when two people who love each other so much start taking their relationship for granted. Hopefully, with Kit there, she and Angie can help the couple find the magic again. ANd, hopefully Bette can say those two words, ‘I’m sorry.”

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