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Summer Vacation. Chapter 38
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"What does Helena want pictures of Lottie for?" Tina asked, curling herself against Bette’s warm body with her cup of tea,
"She doesn’t," Bette replied, "Alice does,"
"But we don’t ‘have’ any pictures of Lottie as a kid …" Tina stated, slightly sadly. It seemed that saying it aloud just hit home the fact that she’d been kept from their lives so blatantly for so long. Tina found herself imagining Jefferson Mitchell’s smarmy grin as Bette called to ask for a picture or two, relishing in turning her down, "You can’t do it babe …" she said suddenly, "I won’t let you,"
"Do what?" Bette asked, confused,
"Call that horrible man and ask him, Helena will just have to tell Alice, ‘sorry, but no’ …"
Bette grinned, "It’s okay Tee, I asked Roger,"
Tina settled back down again, swallowing her indignation, "Oh …"
"Although I might regret it," Bette added softly, "I get the impression Al’s going for all out embarrassment at this birthday party,"
Tina giggled, finishing the last of her tea, "Well just let it be known that *I* had nothing to do with it!"
Bette groaned, "So supportive!"
Tina gazed into Bette’s eyes, enjoying the peace and quiet of their afternoon together, she sighed, working her way up to telling Bette about her conversation with Lisa,
"We’re home …!" Angie yelled from back by the front door, she walked through without pausing for breath as she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and then picked up the remote from the table in front of her Mom’s and sat down on the floor cross-legged before turning on the TV,
Bette coughed lightly, "Uh Angie?"
Angie turned and smiled sweetly, "Hi Mom,"
Bette returned the smile, and then knowing that her daughter was being cheeky, shook her finger lightly, "Not here, upstairs,"
Angie groaned, "But Mom …!"
"Nuh uh …" Bette shook her head, "you know the rules, homework first, then TV,"
Angie scowled and stood up defiantly, "I don’t have any homework,"
Bette glanced behind them in the direction of the kitchen, hearing Lottie and Jo’s hushed voices, talking collaboratively, "Really? … should I ask Jo that?"
Angie huffed, "This is *so* unfair,"
They both forced back their smiles as she walked away, muttering indignations under her breath, knowing that despite some occasional angst she was really a great kid.
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awwwwwwww, poor bette. way to go and give her something beyond depth…holy s**, that was gripping. that was depth and then some…wow. and wow on so many levels, that was just really good babe. your writing is up yet another notch, which i think is really amazing–that you just keep getting better. specifics, i have to say, cuteness with alice and the bday planning, seriously lovely slow build with those two amorous kids;) and you capture all of those nuances, those layers, that go with the relationships in this story. i’m going to re-read it again, and i definately have more to say. great job hun xx
What really made Maxine treat such lovely children in such an uncaring way? I’m so glad they finally found each other. So glad Lottie has Jo……simply love them…. will wait inpatiently for more…..:)
Can I just say that you suck for ending this chapter like that.Just kidding about the You suck part. Great chapter. PPVS
Poor bette. i can maxine was the way she cuz of her father… but after a while she was an adult, she needed to take responsiblity for her own life.. she just walked away from bette. not sure what type of amother could do that…love how this story is unfolding! :)
As the King of Siam in his fictional form used to say, it is a puzzlement. Maxine father sounds like he had the mark of the beast. What did the old bastard do to her? If her daughters were happy when she was in their lives than I presume she was a good mother and a decent person. Why did Lottie have to make as complicated a dish as paella if they were both too horny to eat it? The paella I mean. And if Jo thinks her ass is an arse, does that mean she’s English, too? You leave me with so many questions. Granted I might have fewer of them if I hadn’t started reading in the middle, but c’est la vie.
Oh Sofa….a real cliff hanger! This is hard for Bette to see and read all the things left for Lottie,,,but apparently nothing from her to Bette….or so we think!
Hello Sofa, that was completely brilliant, the layers of intricacies and emotions that you weave throughout your stories are so very powerful. The way you work within the inner recesses of the human mind to show not only what a character is feeling and reacting but why is just so very powerful… I love how you are developing this story, the relationships and the unexpected paths that our lives take. Bette’s sorrow is so heartfelt and vibrant. You are truly amazing. Sincerely, JC
Hey Sofa, first congrats fro the nomination, I think u deserve it. This is me every time I c u post this story:)))))))))))))))), its one of my absolute favourites. The story is interesting, intriguing and different. I hope u’ll post very soon:)Thanks
This is so good, poor Bette and Tina is there to help her. Please post more, thanks!
Sofa, please let Bette find somethng at some point from her mother, it would really fill a little space in that very empty place that never gets filled in a motherless child. This chapter is exceptional. Md
What a way to find out that your mother still thought about you but was not in your life. So I guess that means that Maxine did think of Bette and that Lottie took some of that pain away. Bette and Lottie have so much in common. A caring mother who let the world dictate how she should live and fathers who have no passion for their daughters.
Aw, Bette… I guess the letters were bound to dredge up things that were impossible to fully “fix” really, that she’ll never fully get answers to, but hopefully Bette remembers that none of it is Lottie’s fault. I just wish Maxine had left her something, although I suppose Lottie is “something”… This was a really good chapter, I know lots of other, lighter things happened in it, but the end was really sad (in a well-written way though). Thanks for the chapter, sofa.
Thanks for the update. Oh how the plot thickens. I am also glad that Bette and Lottie found each other and partners to love and care for them. Now it is time for Tina to do just that, she needs to call Bette back and go to her. PPS :o).
OH MORE SOON PLZ
i was thinking again about why i love this story so much, and what kept running through my mind, were the attentions paid to such subtle and yet important details. the paella being one, Che playing in his own small person world while his great aunt watches over him, being another…this is just good storytelling, in all senses of how i mean that. i forgot to tell you, and when you’re here, i’ll show you. Our favorite blonde comedienne of Best in Show fame and Joyce ‘omigod why can’t her butch heart be a little less broken’ fame, is on this Xfiles episode that I had forgotten all about. In it, this guy who plays her son can attract flies and make them do his bidding. Jane is quite creepy in it. cheers darling;)
Thanks for the update… it is indeed hard to lose a parent when you are young, there are things you will never experience, but it becomes a part of who you are and makes you stronger, its important to know you were loved, it stays with you.
Jo and Lottie are so much fun! Poor Bette the realization that she still misses her Mom and is so wounded by it isn’t going to be easy for her. I hope that she will talk to not only Tina but Lottie.