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The Ripple Effect
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It was in knowing her Mom as she did, that Angelica knew where to look for Bette when she had arrived at the house that afternoon. As she silently made her way towards the lake, she found Bette sitting in the place she often came to when she was in a reflective mood. Today, more than any other day during the year, Angie knew how hard the day would be. She stayed back watching her Mom from a distance, not wanting to disrupt her quiet time. Bette had known Angie was near, but did not say anything at first. She had a connection with Angie similar to the one she had shared with Tina. It was as if they could feel each other’s presence, read each other’s thoughts, and know what the other was thinking, without a word being spoken. After a few minute’s Bette spoke…..
“Are you just going to hover in the trees, or are you going to come down here and give me a hug?”
Angelica smiled and made her way towards Bette. She gave her Mom a big hug and a kiss, and sat down beside her. They both remained quiet for quite some time, knowing in their hearts that each was thinking the same thing. They were each remembering Tina, in their own quiet way. After awhile, Bette looked over at Angie and smiled. Angie knew her Mom was looking at her, but she remained focused on the stillness of the water. Finally, unable to take it any longer, Angie stated “What?”
“Nothing,” was the reply from her Mom.
“What do you mean “nothing”. You were staring at me. What were you thinking?”
Bette returned her focus to the water. “I was just thinking about how much like Tina you are. She would have been so proud of you, and the woman you have grown up to become.”
Angie smiled as thoughts of her Momma T came back to her. “She always said I was so much like you, react first and ask questions later”, laughing in her response.
Bette turned to her daughter again and smiled. “Yeah, that would be me. At least until I met your mother. She had this effect on people. When she talked to you, she always looked you straight in the eye and held nothing back. She gave herself fully to anyone who needed her help. With me, she saw through every layer I put up in front of her, and helped break down the walls that I put up in front of her to protect my heart.”
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Taz, gosh woman what can I say? Between your very kind author notes, and this story, it moved me so much. Ya know, when you sent this to me, and had some butterflies, I shook my head at the very end, AFTER taking a deep breath. I shook my head because I thought “why in god’s name does she have any reservations about this story?” I loved it when I read it the first time, and I loved it when I read it again just now. You are a wonderful woman, on so many levels, and as for “nudges” along the path of life, we all need them every now and again. Now….*pulling up a chair* Ya know what this means right? You can’t just come to the site and post ONE story. Nope….once comments begin to be left, you THEN have a following. That means..CHOP CHOP..get to work on another installment, story, whatever! As for your golf challenge…bring it on!!!! *HUGS*
That was a very lovely story and I hope you continue with it. I don’t expecially like readling about either of them dying but that is part of life. However, the story of true love was all over it and I liked that.
Very good story. I was tearing up as I read it.
Beautiful story telling Taz, very poignant as well. You having one of the best cheerleaders with our Chicki here.I see more stories from you in the future.
Very nice.
Tissue please. Wow! That was so heartfelt and emotional. I usually don’t read stories where one of them has died…but since Chicki mentioned your story I read it anyway. Thanks for sharing this with us. I hope you continue to write.
such a beautiful story! Incredibly well-done.
This is awesome and beautiful my friend. Great story and thanks for sharing this with us!
Taz, this is a very moving piece of writing. I hope you continue to shower us with your incredible talent. Thank you for this.
Where are the tissuses???omg i’m crying the first paragraph what a mush pot i am, huge fan of tina… just WOW !! :)
Sad, because Tina no longer walks with her girls, but enlightening because the ripple effect will always be with Bette and Angelica.
Taz, at the recommendation of my wonderful wife, I came over and poked my head in on your chapter. I must say that it is VERY well done. I am a big sap, so of course I started to cry. LOL I know you said it was a short story, but perhaps you might consider making it a series. There are definately a lot of avenues that you could take this down. If not, we understand. I look forward to reading something else from you in the future. Ness
Taz…Thank you for “taking the plunge” into the world of fanfic. Such a touching story. I’m looking forward to future stories from you…like Chicki said, chop chop get to writing!
We’re so pleased that our dearest friend give you a little push to start up writing. You certainly made a big step here. The way you have unfolded this thought, idea… is just beautiful. Thanks for giving it a try and show us you’ve got a hidden talent. You surely have a wonderful and kind mentor. PPS. Sincerely, Lucero & Marsha – From Mexico City
Taz, I hate that you made me cry, but what a beautiful story. Damn though, what is it with everyone wanting to kill off Tina this month? No kidding…nicely done!
I a firm believer that true never dies. It been along six months today that my husband passed away.Yet when the door opens I expect it to be him. He had such a deep inpact on so many lifes. So loved by many young and old. This story remind me of a lost love,but also that My heart is still so full of his love. thanks for this beautiful love story.
Taz, how wonerful a gift it is to be introuduced by such a gifted writer. Like Bette and Angie seeing new talent for the first time, Chicki has also givin us a gift, a very talented writer you are as well, please continue writing for us, as we will be like villagers on Chicki’s pm so she can make you write again. Thank you, Md
Oh, ya, sorry Chicki, thank you too. Md
I knew when Chiki said in her Author’s note’s read this, that it would be something special. After I read the last paragraph I could only stare at my screen while my eyes filled with tears. I thought if it has this effect on me what an effect must it have on Chicki herself. The lake, the stone and the wonderful way how you described the deeper meaning of the ripple. Thanks so much for sharing this with us and please do come back, you’re a gem.