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    The Chase – chapter 26

    Tina gave Bette a sweet kiss. «I’ll wait for you here… You take all the time you need babe», she told her softly. «Thank you…», Bette replied before following the nurse. They took the elevator to the third floor and the nurse led Bette to room 391. Bette thanked her and opened the door very quietly. Mrs Stone was sleeping peacefully, but she looked so fragile and pale.

     

    Bette brought a chair next to her bed and sat down. She gazed at the woman lying there, just studying her features, as if trying to see a little bit of herself in her. Her birth mother… She saw some family resemblance that she had not seen before in Mrs Stone’s chin and forehead.

    Bette sighed and stood up, feeling restless. She walked up to the window and stared at the horizon intently. The situation was still so unreal to Bette. She didn’t know what to do… Did she want to get close to Mrs Stone only to lose her in a few months ? What about Mrs Stone? Did she want some kind of relationship with her or would she be happy just to have met her and then go back to New York City to die ?

     

    «A penny for your thoughts…», she heard Mrs Stone say to her.

    Bette turned around and smiled. «You gave me quite a scare Mrs Stone», Bette told her as she sat back down.

     

    «Why don’t you call me Irene ? Mrs Stone is so formal…», the woman asked.

    «All right… Irene. How are you feeling ?»

    The old lady stared at her with piercing dark brown eyes, the same colour as Bette’s. «A lot better than this morning… I’m sorry to be so much trouble», she apologized.

    Instinctively, Bette stroked her hand. «You’re not any trouble… I’m just glad I was able to help», she replied.

     

    «I can see so much of myself in you Bette. You have my eyes and my father’s chin, God rest his soul…», Mrs Stone remembered.

    «What did he do for a living?», Bette wanted to know.

     

    «He was an art professor», she revealed, much to Bette’s surprise. Mrs Stone laughed softly. «It looks like you two had something in common», she added. But then her smile faded. «I’m sure he would have enjoyed meeting you even though he wasn’t too happy with me getting pregnant out of wedlock»

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    1. Good chapter and glad Mrs. Stone are ok. Good that Bette and Mrs. Stone have a little talk and can’t wait to see they get to know each other more. Please post more, thanks!

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