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    The Journey 9

    Story written on September 16, 2005 by unbeknown.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=56621
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    who is Sam anyway ? Bette makes a decision.

    Alice : “Bette, I don’t want to intrude but are you doing OK, you know being in the house and all ?”

    Bette : I was touched she asked. “Thanks, Alice. I’m doing OK”

    We arrived at Dana’s and it was the perfect LA summers night, Dana had a few friends over all right, more like a party than a barbecue. I mingled and made light talk with the guests and spent some time talking to Dana because she was the one so often neglected in the group. We talked about the places I went to, not so much the art but with Dana traveling a lot for tennis she’d been to a lot of the places as well. I piled up a plate of food, nothing like food from you own country I thought. I remembered the appalling food in Russia and Estonia, even in England on occasions. I sat down with Shane and Alice and ate. I strolled into the kitchen, as much as I enjoyed it, I was not up to a crowd for any real length of time, may be it was all the time on my own. I’d grown used to it. Still I hadn’t seen Tina but I could feel her presence, she was here.

    I looked up, I smelt her before I saw her, standing there in front of me, a beautiful white summer dress on, so simple, so Tina. I’d had my arms crossed and looking down when she came in but I still knew she was in front of me, I gave a little ironic laugh to myself. I looked up.

    Tina : “Hey Bette.”

    Bette : “Hey Tina.” The thing was no one knew where to go beyond those two words. I for one, didn’t know all the rules, what we could and could not talk about, what we should and should not talk about. Hesistantly, “Where’s Laurel ?”

    Tina : “She is with Sam. You look good Bette”

    Bette : “You too, Tee” I say softly.

    It had not occurred to me, even though Tina had said it that Sam was here with her, and Laurel. I mean here, with her. Just at that moment Sam walked in, Laurel in her arms. She walked straight up to Tina and stood just a little too close, just a little too familiar. I know the language of intimacy when I see it.

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    4. after the shit ive learned in vancouver. im sick to death of people jumping to conclusions and not communicating. gawd, someone just ask a fucking question. have a hard, but a conversation. yes snQQpy a longer post may helped my frustration.

    8. Why is there so much tragedy in many of the B&T stories. It’s breaking my heart and I don’t know how long I can keep reading. (= You portray Bette’s feelings so well in this chapter. I feel like she is telling me this story herself and my heart is breaking with her.

      Too bad Bette didn’t visit my home country Finland. After all, she was traveling all around the country.

      Kiitos!

    14. Huh? What??? I’m sitting here all hopeful with my morning coffee–still trying to wake–no, to come to, only to see that Bette is still NOT WITH TINA! SHIT! I should have stayed in bed! ARGGHHGHHHH! I love your story, though, however sad it makes me…Your writing is very thought provoking…I just want some “happy thoughts” *lol*! (Oh yeah, there was the puppy wasn’t there?)…Ah, WTH! I guess I’ll just wait on your next post for that;)! Thanks!

    16. For an intelligent well educated woman sometimes Bette is so stupid LOL Somebody get the woman an interpreter so she can understand what Tina is saying!

    19. Oh, grow up Bette! If you love Tina that damn much then be a real woman and talk to her. Yes, you had an affair and yes she and your family hid your child from you. What were they supposed to say or do? It was your choice to leave, and I don’t blame Tina for being angry w/ you…not telling you about Laurel. But you love her. If every other proven fact in the world turns out to be wrong, one fact will forever remain the same…Bette, you love Tina.

      Grow some balls and get the answers you’re looking for. It’s time to end this pity-party of one and get your wife back.

      Oh, and thanks for naming the dog. Please post again soon. This story is adicting!

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