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Summer Vacation. Chapter 39
The way she said it implied to Lucinda that she might be changing her mind a little, after all, her sister was one of LA’s most prominent figures in the art world, anyone who knew art knew Bette Porter and it now seemed that anyone who knew art and knew Bette, also knew Lottie too,
“I heard you won the Archibald Kennedy Prize …” Lucinda whispered, leaning in close,
Lottie raised her eyebrows in surprise, “How do you know that?”
Lucinda sipped her drink quietly, “My little sister’s at NYU, at the institute, freshman year,” she paused, looking at Lottie curiously, “she didn’t enter though,” she added, a little frostily, “even though Art’s her major she didn’t enter first year because all her professors told her that the competition’s so tough …”
Lottie nervously processed her comment, unsure whether it was meant as a compliment or a dig, it was true that when she entered the competition people made rude remarks about a ‘scientist’ doing so, but she rarely considered herself to be a scientist, or an artist, either neither or both, she was just someone who made a painting, and everyone seemed to really like it,
“What’s her name?” Lottie asked, seeing that was where the conversation was headed,
Lucinda smiled again, “Beth, Beth Andrews,”
Lottie shook her head, “I don’t know her,”
Her cell phone saved her a little while later, stepping away to answer it she expected it to be Jo, but smiled when she realised it was Alice,
“Hey Al,”
There followed a pause, Alice clearly in the middle of something, “Hey …” she covered the mouthpiece and mumbled something to someone else that Lottie couldn’t hear, before returning, “just wondering what time you were coming home?”
In Helena’s kitchen, all hell had broken loose, with the mammoth task of icing Lottie’s cake left to her and Helena as Lara cried off sick, literally,
Lottie paused, eyeing the group she was with, “Um … I dunno, I’m downtown somewhere with a bunch of Bette’s grad students,”
Alice raised her eyebrows in intrigue, shaking her head menacingly at Helena who approached her with the bowl of yellow icing, “Where downtown?”
Lottie stepped towards the front of the bar, peering out onto the street, it was all unfamiliar to her, the street sign read Venice Blvd but that meant nothing, Venice Blvd was long, “I dunno, somewhere down from campus I think, why?”
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HEY! OH NO! huney, you left us with like…thats….thats not even a cliffhanger, thats just…ahhhhhh! wake up baby, post the other chapter!!! ok, ok, sorry, don’t wake up, you need your sleep. but geeez, i wasn’t expecting that one. a fantastic chapter as always sweets, and ya know, i was feeling so warm and fuzzy, even with bette’s emotional worries just at the start, and i was thinking ‘this really weaves it all together, family, community, our interconnections’ and then i hit that ending and now i’m all revved up, in a good way, so its a whole other good kinda story…the cliffhanger variety. i hope the kid’s ok!!!!
Sofa, great stuff. What is going on with Lottie? I hope it isn’t anything too serious. Gotta watch that Anise! Thanks so much for a great chappy! Can’t wait to read the next one.
Sofa, she can’t miss her birthday party after all Alice’s planning! What a great update. You had a lot of stuff packed in those 3 pages. Angie views Lottie like a big sister instead of an Aunt. Have I told you lately that I love this story!
God, I like to get a little twisted every now and again, but even when I was 20 I would not have attempted 9 or 10 anythings, with or without a beer chaser. You wouldn’t need epilepsy to have a fit after that. What was that about it being easy to be brilliant when you’re 20? No doubt, an episode of pure genius. And that Greg is a stalwart in an emergency, fucking sissy, backing away when the going gets tough! Thank god for Molly. I noticed HB’s comments re: the tendency of several characters to overindulge-she would be correct. I suspect Lottie may not be needing a lecture once revived. She may get one anyway, and perhaps from more than Bette alone. Does this mean the party’s off? BTW, I think my arse is an ass. I believe there may be the odd (and I do mean ODD) person out there that think’s I’m an ass.
No, NO, NO! You are killing me! What’s wrong with Lottie????? Bette is going to be PISSED at her grad students.
Not nice to leave us like that my friend lol. Damn this is so good and hope Lottie will be ok, she shouldn’t drink to much alcohol but please let her be ok. Bette gonna kick some ass. Please post more, thanks!
I LOVE LOTTIE; don’t let her be too sick. pps
Love this story. Hope Lottie is ok and i hope Bette doesn’t flip out on her for drinking so much. PPS
Hello Sofa, oh my god whats happening with Lottie, that was quite an ending to leave us on. I’m still loving the layers you create with these characters and their emotions. Bette is such an analytical person she dissects everything to try and make sense of it, and it seems Angelica has taken on this personality quirk. I love how you have created such a nice family dynamic between all these characters, Alice’s worrying, Shane and Carmen, Dana and Lara, everyone is such a staple for their family and Che is just so cute. I love the dynamic you have between Bette and Tina, you can see how they have evolved and yet still hold onto some of their past tendencies. Absolutely Brilliant. Sincerely, JC
pfft…bette and her *own* unquestioned issues with the drinky drink. i shall not say more here, but if she flies off any handles over any more sisters drinking, then i’m going to elaborate. *snicker*
what a place to stop….when is the next post gonna be up????? AHHHHH WAITING FOR UPDATES AFTER CLIFF HANGERS LIKE THIS SUCKS!!!!!
Oh no Sofa, I’m with your honey there, wake up and tell us what happened to Lottie, I think I’m going to be a while before I find out whats going on in Bettes head about the mother thing. Thanks for the post. Md
Is Bette going to fry Greg’s ass to a crisp, like a slab of bacon in a cast iron skillet? Damn, 10 shots of Sambuca is enough to give anyone a seizure… even if they don’t have a medical condition.
OMG, OMG…..I don’t remember anything about Meds!!! What the heck is going on….This is not the way to bring in a birthday!!! PPS
The meds were to stop seizures. What a way to spend your birthday, sick from drinking to much and now for Lottie having a seizure. I know that Bette will fly to the hospital to check on her sister and then will be really angery with her grad students for getting her sister (a minor) drunk.
Drinking when one has epilepsy is not good! she had way too much to drink and she forgot her meds. greg better start running NOW… the one thing i love about this story isn’t so oddly wild. in fact it’s just everyday life… i9 enjoy how the characters are being written, no one is prefect each ash their flaws and yet all are accepted regardless.heck what more can you ask for.