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    Talking Like I’m Falling Down Stairs

    Story written on May 10, 2011 by ally4cleo.
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    A story about two women

     

    “That death trap is something I can easily child proof, not that it would be necessary – Angelica is fourteen years old.” Bette scoffed. “It’s okay if you don’t like the house Tina, just say so.”

     

    Just say so, huh. The Bette Porter I knew would never be satisfied with a simple straightforward answer, I’d be required to justify my answer however simple.  Then she’d attempt to convince me otherwise. I would tell her how much I hated this property, which inconveniently brought a sparkle to her eyes. She would then sell it to me like an annoying estate agent, highlighting the property’s six star green rating, top of the range stainless steel appliances and it’s exceptionally high ceilings. Just say so, she said.

     

    “I don’t like the house” I whispered, eyeing her carefully. “The aura is all off” I added for good measure.

     

    “Fine” she smiled.

     

    “Fine?” Fine what exactly? Fine – I didn’t like the house? Fine – she agreed with my weak defense about the aura of the property? Fine what?

     

    “Fine, I will let the agent know to look for something else, something more suitable.”

     

    “Great” I replied, not entirely sure on what had just transpired. Apparently I ‘just said so’ and it was fine.

     

    “It’s settled then” She leaned forward and kissed my nose. My nose. As embarrassing as it is to admit I was a little flustered by the intimate act. Our kisses were limited to a brush on the cheek these days, sometimes, very rarely though, I would give in to impulse and gently press my lips against her neck while we hugged.

     

    But a kiss on the nose was something out of the ordinary for us, a kiss on the nose was something to be discussed right?  After all, a kiss on the nose meant her lips where approximately 1 inch from my upper lip. Had her coordination been a little off that day – we would be kissing. Had I decided to stand on my tiptoes, gaining that extra inch – my ex-wife and I would be kissing in a reception room with high ceilings.

     

    “Are you okay?” She asked.

     

    “Perfect” I answered when I should have shouted ‘NO!’ zealously, asking whether now would be an appropriate time to talk about the kiss on the nose which could have just as easily landed on my lips, a territory no ex-wife should casually be exploring.

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    14. Really cute start and I like the way you write the characters. You’ve captured that S4/S5 relationship when they were in a good place as friends before the affair. Hopefully both of them are single at this point if they are going to pursue something more than friendship and co-parenting. Look forward to reading more.

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