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    Soul Harvest: Chapter 65

    Across town, Alice and Dana showed up at Bettes just as she was finishing readying herself. When they walked in the door, they saw Bette standing in front of a full length mirror, boxes crowding the floor with Tinas handwriting scratched all over them. Bette was wearing an outfit similar to Tinas, although she wore white pants instead of the skirt. And her shirt was a button up sheer white instead of a hippie like pull over. Her tank top was yellow, accenting her creamy skin in all the right places. They chose the tank tops underneath so that at the reception they could take off their shirts and mingle in comfort without sweating too much.

    Ready? Bette asked. Her hair was halfway pulled back, with curls sprouting around her face.

    Good lord, Bette you look hot! Alice exclaimed, amazed that her outfit looked that great on her. She had had her doubts earlier.

    You look amazing, Bette. Dana agreed.

    Nervous? Alice asked as she grinned.

    Me? Nah. Bette rolled her eyes, smiling. Lets get moving.

    They headed towards the park where the ceremony was to take place. Bette had hired a crew to set up and make everything perfect. They were already there, and things were looking great. Chairs were set up in the grass and at the head, was a white step where the minister would stand. Candles were set up in the front as well on tall candle holders. Pink and yellow flower petals were scattered down the isle, but nothing more was decorated. Simple and sweet. The programs were ready and on the front was a soft picture of Bette and Tina. It had been taken without them knowing it around the time they had first started dating. They both were smiling gently and looking at each other, away from the camera, oblivious to an audience.

    How are things at the reception? Bette asked Alice.

    Calm down, Bette. Everything is fine. I promise. Its all set up and the food will arrive and be ready right on time. Ive already double checked. The band is already there practicing.

    Great.

    Its almost show time. The minister came up behind Bette, resting her hand on Bettes shoulder. Tina here yet?

    Not yet. Bette said.

    Guest were arriving and being seated, dressed casually, smiling and chatting. Bette was starting to sweat and tried to steady her breathing, afraid of passing out. She had never been more nervous before in her life, afraid she would forget her vows or fall on her face walking up the isle. She began pacing among the trees, her heart pounding against her rib cage. Closing her eyes, she leaned against the big trunk of a tree and let out a couple of deep breaths. She remembered her first date with Tina. How fare they had come. She held onto that memory, with Tina beautiful as ever and focused on how deep her love ran for this woman. She didnt hear the footsteps through the grass that closed in on her. Someone pressed their lips to her own and Bette slowly smiled.

    T. She whispered.

    Howd you guess? Tina whispered back.

    Id know those lips anywhere. More? Bette finally opened her eyes.

    Later. Bette looked at Tina and saw her beautiful eyes, radiating such loveliness and grace. Ready?

    Bette nodded and took Tinas hand as she brought her back to reality, where two worlds were coming together, becoming one.

    Ive never been more ready. Bette whispered in Tinas ear.

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    Comments

    1. You’ve outdone yourself with the description in this story, which is as light as the mood. A fiercely honest voice makes your writing so very unique.

      Also, you’ve mentioned them before, but what are birkenstocks? I’m imagining some kind of Russian, lace-up shoes of old!

    2. I have been ick and haven’t been able to comment but this story has been one of my favorites I love the way you show there love for each other please finish the ceromony you write so well. Thank you

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