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    Starting Over

     

    As Tina placed the last of her clothes and a few personal items inside the bag and zipped it up she realized there was only one other place for her to go until she could begin to clean up the wreckage known as Bette Porter in her life. Loading the bags into her car she reentered the house one last time to compose a quick note to Bette and leave it on the table along with her house key.

     

     

    Dear Bette,

    Tonight I witnessed something I thought I never would have to face. Yes, when we first got together knowing your past reputation, I was insecure but as time went on your love quieted those insecurities inside my head. Yet, tonight I discovered my worst fears had come true. Bette I saw you with Candice and I know…I can no longer continue living with you in a relationship that has been broken by you. The promises you made to me were not important enough to keep since I must be damaged goods and incapable of bearing your child.

     

    I don’t know maybe what Faye Buckley said to you is the truth and you just figured it out more quickly than I did. Maybe God is punishing me for my life style choices. If that is the case, then everybody wins Bette because I am done.

     

    Don’t try and find me Bette, I don’t need anymore explanations other than what I saw with my own two eyes tonight. Why didn’t you just tell me you wanted out Bette? It would have been so much easier on my heart and soul than finding out the way that I did on a night that was to be so special.

     

    Tina

     

    After laying the key on top of the letter in the center of the table where Bette would be sure and find it she quietly closed the front door for the last time on her life of 7 years. Picking up her cell phone she dials the familiar number of the only friend she can stay with a few days until she can think clearly enough to make some sound decisions about her life and the direction she wants it to take.

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