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    The Moment I Fell

    “Should I grab some Thai on my way home?”

    I was starting to tire of takeout whenever I found myself at Bette’s. Since this would be our first weeknight together, I thought maybe we should try out a little domestication. “How about I stop by the grocery store on the way over and I can cook us dinner instead?” I suggested, hoping she would be up for it.

    “You don’t have to do that, Tina.”

    “I want to.”

    There was a pause on the line as if she was trying to think of some reason why it wasn’t a good idea. She couldn’t find one, so she acquiesced. “Okay. Just let me know what I owe you for the groceries.”

    I rolled my eyes knowing that I wouldn’t accept any money from her. “So, what time do you think you’ll be home?”

    “I’m going to try to get out of here early. So, maybe six?”

    “Okay. I can be at your place by 6:30 ready to use that spotless kitchen of yours.” I teased.

    “My rarely-used appliances will be grateful, I’m sure,” she teased back. “And so will I.”

    “Good,” My smile was uncontainable.

    “I can’t wait to see you, Tina.”

    “I can’t wait to see you either.”

    Bette’s House

    I pulled up to her house and parked alongside the curb right around 6:25 pm. The sun already set an hour earlier on that crisp Tuesday evening in February, and Bette’s porch light was bright against the green front door. As soon as I shut off my engine, the green door opened so that additional light spilled onto the porch and revealed a suited Bette Porter with that million-dollar smile I never tired of seeing.

    She took the three steps down the walkway with strides that seemed to make her float effortlessly. I popped my trunk and retrieved the single brown paper grocery bag that contained our dinner. She met me at the trunk and shut it for me before reaching to embrace me. The bag of groceries compacted between our bodies as she kissed me passionately over the top of it before she pulled it from my grasp.

    “Hello, stranger,” she greeted me with a wink, her voice an octave lower than her usual timber that made my stomach do flips. “I’ve got this.”

    Comments

    1. This is only a one-off. But I suppose if you’re keeping score, this could potentially be a second part to the last fic I posted.

      I have so many unfinished story files sitting in my documents folder, it’s not even funny. I’ve realized that as I get older, the times when creativity and inspiration strike are fewer and farther between. Time is the great equalizer, but there never seems to be enough of it, especially when you’re struggling to find that healthy work-life balance.

      I hope you are all doing well and are happy and healthy wherever you may be.

      Cheers!

      • Hi, meloveslu! :D Thanks a lot for this lovely, fluffy, quite polished one-off! I’ve always loved your stories and I truly hope you’ll find the time and be inspired someday soon to put the finishing touches to your creative projects. And let me guess the identity of the third writer who “inspired” you to share this one-off. Is it BEG who broke her 11-month silence to post an update on “Home Again Part 2”? I heart that story and that writer too.

        Thanks again and have a lovely, productive new work week! :D

        • Fantastic guess MightyMouse! You should be a detective ;-)

          Appreciate you reading. When I find time to finish some of these bad boys, hope you’ll be there with more of your wonderful flattery.

          Xoxoxo

    2. Hi, thanks for the story!

      So, it’s second part of “20 years”? – good.

      And about your comment – what are your three favorite writers, who posted last month? BenMac, Cella?

      P.S. Interesting – how many comments will be about “Playing by heart”? :)

      • Hey Zhenya!

        Yep, I think it could be a follow-up to 20 Years since we don’t know where Bette is coming home from. I didn’t really plan it like that, but t seems like it works right?

        You certainly named 2 of my 3 faves. I’ll let you do a little digging around to discover who else may be a favorite of mine ;-)

        I’m willing to bet many of these comments will have some mention of PBH. It is definitely the largest unfinished file in my documents folder ????

        Thanks for reading!

        MeLL

        • Hm, third author? Pie, skydancer, Valerie? ;-)

          And of course, i would be happy if you can give proper final for your biggest story ( and maybe give inspiration another two writers with unfinished busines :) – kins40 and peculiar), but i understand that it might be difficult for you – too many time has gone and hard to get your mind back in storyline again.

    3. Hi Meloveslu,

      I am always happy when you find some time to post a story! And i hope you find the creativity and inspiration to post those unfinished stories. Maybe Playing by Heart?

      I hope you find the right balance between work-life.

      Thank you so much for sharing this story with us.

      • Bibi!

        Thanks so much for reading. Makes me warm and fuzzy inside when you come out and support my stories. I hope you’re right about getting some more inspiration. One of these days, I could surprise myself and finish up that story you’re asking about.

    4. Love the flow and pacing of your stories. And this one, what a sweet, elegant feel to it. I wish I had the writing chops to pull of a story in the in the first-person. You on the other hand, have mastered it. Outstanding, young lady.

      • Oh please! Writing first person pales in comparison with the ability to weave an in depth plot line with serious subject matters that continually keeps the audience guessing as well as engaged.

        But I will graciously accept your compliment and revel in the fact that you read my fluff anyway. Thanks!

    5. Great to see you posting again and I must add my pleas to the others for you to finish your stories where you have left us hanging wishing for more :-)
      You know which ones they are!
      Thanks for this please post again soon
      SG

      • Sassy! So glad to see you caught this one! I hear your dog whistle. It’s always in the back of my mind and occasionally an opened document on my macbook that just stares at me, daring me to write the ultimate ending. Just have to find that window of opportunity to seize the inspiration. It’s much harder than you would think,

        • I am not unaware of how hard it is and appreciate very much your getting inspired and the time to put it into words.
          Still would love you to find the inspiration and the time :-)
          SG

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