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    The Journey 57

    Tina: I sit next to Bette and too look out. I now realize what happened, perhaps Bette has forgotten I know her body nearly as well as what she does. “It’s OK.” Is all that I say.

    Bette: I look into my coffee, like the answer might jump out at me. “Is it?” I ask without looking up.

    Tina: “Yes.”

    Bette: And I know Tina is onto what happened.

    Tina: “Come on, we had an agreement, I expect you to keep your end of it Porter.” I say with a rye smile and referring to not talking about us until we get home. I pat Bette on the knee. “I’m starved.” I make a move away from where the conversation is headed but I am truly straved.

    Bette: “Me too. I can’t believe how much the girls are sleeping.”

    Tina: “Travel takes it out of them.”

     

    Tina: I direct Bette to the lunch spot. The view is just as fabulous but there is a park, albeit a rough one that is well set back from the cliffs. There at least toilets and what one might loosely term grass. I put the picnic blanket under my arm and make my way to under the big old gum tree. I pat the tree and say hello to my old friend as I spread the rug on the ground. Bette carries Jennifer in her basket, still fast asleep and a tired looking Laurel is holding Bette’s hand as she walks.

    Laurel: Rubbing her eyes. “Mommy, I’m hungry.”

    Tina: I start to unpack the food and just spread it out, people can help themselves. I look over my shoulder and Bette is looking out over at the view. “Bette?” I call out. She turns around and makes her way back.

    Bette: “Looks great.” And I look at Laurel who looks hysterical with the biggest piece of ham she’s ever seen in her little hands, trying to fit it into her mouth.

    Tina: Old habits die hard and I put some ham, mayo and cheese on the bread that I have pulled apart. On another piece of bread I put some ham, tomato and mustard. I squeeze the fresh lime into the sparkling water.

    Bette: As I suspected Tina’s lunch is perfect. I am famished and the ham and cheese are heavenly on the fresh bread. The sparkling water is refreshing. Tina’s tucks into a piece. I take in the simplicity and the freshness. “It’s perfect Tee, thank you.”

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    Comments

    1. Perfect – missed your story for the last while but waiting for your return was worth it. Bette’s question is right on – I hope they can get to an honest place and then a romantic/hot place.

    2. Oh God, don’t stop there! I kept trying to push Next page or Next Post by This Author and they don’t seem to be working. Please don’t mae us wait too long to answer the question.

    3. unbeknown, you are the only one who can describe so beautifuly, perfectly and intensely the outsideworld and the insideworld of B&T. I love the way you write and everything you write, honestly, I could read you for hours ;-) (I suspect you to be a little bit french, the bread, the cheese, umm …) Thank you very much for the update and the comment, you are fascinating ;-)

    4. i have missed your story so much. this was the first place i came to everyday to see if you had posted. your writing is wonderful, please post soon.

    5. it was a long time since your last post! this is very very good chapter i miss this story! i definitly kwno the Tina’s answer! but please don’t let us waiting so long for your next.

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