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Summer Vacation. Chapter 38
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Bette grinned, teasing her, "Go on,"
"Nothing," Angie pouted, accepting her drink from Matilda with a smile of thanks, she took a long slurp of the disturbing coloured drink, "point is … I haven’t told anyone,"
Bette chuckled, suspecting that between her and Alice it was going to be a long few days until Sunday,
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"So what’s cooking?" Jo asked, her eyes scanning the outline of Lottie’s frame as she danced about the kitchen preparing their meal, her feet bare and her linen trousers rolled up to mid-calf exposing delicious looking ankles that Jo had the strange urge to kiss,
"Paella …" said Lottie grinning, "Helena says it’s the food of the gods,"
"So you’ve been taking cooking lessons from Helena, huh?"
Lottie frowned and turned, "No, not really," she paused, "actually, it’s strange, both of us are pretty good cooks,"
"Why is that strange?" Jo asked, not understanding, yet not complaining either if she was the one who got to sample all the yummy treats,
Lottie grinned and walked over to her, a piece of chopped pepper in between her teeth, "No reason, I guess just because neither of us can really remember how we learnt to cook, or who from …"
Jo opened her legs to let her stand between them, holding her lightly around the waist as she did as she sometimes would and went off into her own little world, thinking, "So when’s this culinary treat going to be ready?"
Lottie chuckled, "Sorry, not for a while yet…"
"Then what should we do in the mean time?" Jo asked, hinting,
Lottie paused and thought, knowing that if they started ‘that’ then the food would never get eaten, "How about a dip in the pool to cool off?" she suggested, less than subtly,
Jo groaned, then after realising that meant they’d both be wearing little more than their underwear, gave in, grinning, "Okay …" she jumped to her feet, "last one in the pool does the washing up!"
Lottie put down her drink and began chasing her up the stairs, "Hey … wait … I’m the one cooking, no fair!"
They swam as the dinner cooked, and even as the sun dropped completely from the sky it was still warm and humid outside. Down from Helena’s house on the quiet stretch of beach they could hear children playing and splashing in the water under watchful parental gaze. Jo zoomed around the pool, clearly a strong swimmer, where Lottie remained content to stay where her feet touched the bottom, watching Jo’s athletic frame as she circled around,
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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.