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    The Secret Santa—Chapter 1

    ”Who is this person and how do they know so much about me and my life?” I mumble questioningly as I sit down on my sofa and stare at the letter not knowing what will come next.

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    Bette:

    Bah Humbug! Thats how I feel about the holidays. I sit here downing my fifth shot at the Planet . Maybe sixth. Hell I’ve lost count. I see Kit giving me a look fearing that I’m ending up like she is. An alcoholic. Well she is in recovery but still an alcoholic. I give her a look to mind her own business and she walks back to her office. I mean it’s my life–well I don’t have a life.

    My life ended the day Tina left me because of the fucked up thing I did by cheating on her. She didn’t even give me a chance to make things right. I lost the love of my life for a cheap fuck. I don’t know where she is and I gave up looking for her a year after she left. It’s like she disappeared off the face of the earth. I lost my job at the CAC after that but I’m now working at California University and I just bounce from woman to woman not wanting anything more than to feel something and I don’t then I go on to the other trying to feel that something. After Tina’s miscarriage I lost the ability to feel anything and it cost me Tina because of it.

    I don’t hang around much with the gang anymore. They complain I drink to much and I’m killing myself. Part of it is true but I don’t give a damn. They pretty much have kept their distance although Jenny, Dana and Shane still try. Alice doesn’t want to be around me because I just remind her of Tina. My own fault. Kit is the only one that kicks me in the ass. I let her because she is my sister and I love her and she is only trying to help.

    I throw money on the table and prepare to walk myself out and catch a taxi since I got my licensed revoked for my third DUI last year. I almost lost my job but Phyllis Kroll stood by me and I’m trying not to let her down. I know I need help but the fucking holidays are making it tough.

    Comments

    1. Pie, what a sweet, well-written start. I’ve only been around LesFan for a year or two, so I never had the privilege of reading your earlier works. I’m so glad you’ve come back and are sharing your wonderful talent with us. So looking forward to reading everything you throw at us.

    2. Dear Pie,

      The day gets better.
      As usual you can make me laugh one minute and cry the next and you did it again. Christmas Carol is my favourite Dickens story and I look forward to the next post.

      Off for a Cuppa
      SG x

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