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    The Professor (21) – FINAL CHAPTER

    Story written on February 17, 2012 by GrindRight.
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    Bette goes to Helena’s place with Tina.

    With a heaved sigh, Helena reached back for the wine and held it out for Bette. “If I must.”

    “Don’t be so dramatic,” Bette chuckled, taking it from her to pour glasses half-filled around her. It was a relatively small party for Bette Porter, because it was personal. It was a house party.

    Helena still sat on the counter in the kitchen, overlooking the general chatter in the living room. And when she saw another bottle of wine, she smiled and pulled the cork to enjoy it herself.

    “Do you think you could keep most of the wine off my floor?” Bette teased, placing her bottle back on the counter. The nook looked out to the living room, and she could see Tina helping others with their drinks, and offering them snacks. And with a baby on her hip, the task became quite difficult.

    They both stared at Tina – Helena and Bette – finally able to speak in peace after the therapy they’d had together. It had been a long journey, but now they seemed entirely comfortable around one another – much like old friends. Old, divorced friends.

    “She … is something, isn’t she?” Helena smiled, shaking her head.

    Bette let out a beat of laughter as she pulled her eyes away and wiped the counter clean. “And where is your something?”

    “She had to work late,” Helena pouted, slouching in her spot on the counter. She knew Dylan wouldn’t make it, even though she’d promised. And Helena hated to appear anywhere alone.

    Bette had come to understand the insecurity that Helena felt, that it had been transferred onto her in their marriage. She tossed the rag over at Helena, as well as her lop-sided smile. “You wanna go in there and join everyone else?”

    “Yeah, I hear there’s a cute little package in there,” Helena grinned, sauntering out as Bette shot her a don’t even start that look. “Oh, I meant Angelica,” she laughed, making her way over toward the couches to watch the baby tug at Tina’s hair, trying to grab all the crackers and cheese.

    “No, hunny,” Tina cooed, passing the tray off to a helpful friend so she could turn to her baby again. “Are you hungry again?” Tina smiled when she saw Helena appear beside her.

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    5. Sorry to see this one end…don’t know if “I” need to hash through “the” prologue…(they were so miserable, it seems)…but I will read anything you put up! So, get moving!!!! :)

    8. Sad to see it end but that was awesome and happy to see they are happy and so in love with each other and everything turn out ok, love it and thanks for sharing it with us.

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