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    The Thirteenth Floor

    ”Well, our identities are in the wind. I’m getting media requests for interviews.” I say with a calmness I don’t feel.

    ”Just say, ”No,” Bette. I’m thinking about how to change the names and other things in the script. But we haven’t even signed her yet. This really is a false leak about me doing Jenny’s movie.” Tina says.

    ”But you might?”

    ”Yes, I fucking might, but I certainly don’t want to!” I hear Tina getting exasperated.

    ”God! How does she know some of this shit about us? Are there microphones in here?” I get up from the bed and begin to pace around the room.

    ”Gossip? I don’t know. Alice’s big mouth? Tanya’s maybe when she was around with Dana?”

    ”Did you even know she was writing a book? This is all out of the blue for me. I hate being blindsided.”

    ”I know you do. You hate it worse than anyone.” Tina says softly to me. I miss her so much sometimes.

    ”I want to kill her worse than Henry and in a different way. I’m thinking with my bare hands.”

    Tina laughs at me, ”Bette don’t go over there. Watch a movie or something. Put the book away for Christsake!”

    ”Tina, before you hang up.”

    ”Yes. But I wasn’t hanging up.”

    ”Okay. Look, Tina, sometime okay let’s talk about all this -about what Jenny wrote.” I hear paper rustling over the phone.

    ”I was looking at the watercolors you did of me and Angie about an hour ago. They’re so beautiful.”

    I take my eyes down from the ceiling and try to catch the meaning and tone of her voice for replay later.

    ”Those were sweet times.” I say.

    ”You should paint again, Bette, you’re very good at it.”

    ”Maybe one day when you’re here with Angelica, swimming or something. I’ll see.”

    ”Okay. We’ll talk about Jenny’s book then.”

    I feel myself smile. ”Thanks. Good. Okay, T, goodnight.”

    ”Get some rest. Please tell Kit I love her for me.”

    ”I can’t even go there but I’ll tell her. Bye.”

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    Tina’s Apartment

    I settle back in my bed with a cup of camomile tea.

    ”Those were sweet times.”She says over the phone.

    I look at her paintings and put them away as we wind up our call and wish each other goodnight. All she wanted to do was stay home with me and the baby. It was a once in a lifetime experience. And Jesus! She put up with me when I was tired and prone to flipping out. Those weren’t the sweet times she was thinking about though.

    Comments

    1. Loving the insight thoughts from both Tina and Bette.

      I hope that Bette tells Tina about the whys of her turning to the carpenter like she did in this chapter.

      Wonderful writing, thanks.

    2. It’s not an original comment, but like dozens before me, I love the way you write Bette’s thoughts. And the way Tina gets to their “deep structure” (USUALLY, anyway, altho maybe not when she most needed to).

    3. Bette is so impulsive, so organic. She is sophisticated but you strip away all of her barriers and subterfuge. You just expose her core which is stark and primal. She becomes very relatable. Many of us have that fantasy of simpletons to destroy that which disturbs our “nice, orderly” lives. Or have someone do it for us. Tina had that w/Bette. She slayed Tina’s dragons. I remember in watching “The Sopranos”, Tony offered to take care of an unknown rapist that had attacked Dr. Melfi (?), his psychiatrist. And she was tempted even though she abhorred Tony’s life style and murderous ways. In a simple way, it’s comforting to have someone that can be one’s personal “fixer”. Another insightful chapter.

    4. I loved it!
      It was really good to read Bette’s testimony as to why she was sleeping, the carpenter. I love Bette’s anger, it was fun to read, as she watched Jenny through the window, and imagined how she will hurt her. :D
      it seems Tina’s heart has been established of the change. but they still need to talk a lot of things.
      but I trust that they can be solve ;)
      Thank you potsing for this.
      I look forward to the next chapter.

    5. Wow, you did it again, kind of unexpected from the brainstorming. But again you hit the nail on the head. There is change in the wind… Their masks are slipping aside and we are seeing their real selves slowly appearing. It’s good for Bette to be able to channel her anger at Jenny and come up with various ways of torturing her already tortured soul, her bat shit crazy side. The one thing she did was to observe and pay attention, Maybe a lesson to be learned in airing your laundry for the world to see.
      Our couple’s anger has dissipated and they can now hear the words each speaks. Too bad it came so late. But the glimmer of hope shines on the horizon.
      Well, done BB, well done. I’m in awe once again.

    6. This was brilliant Blackbird. I can see Bette arguing with Aristotle, “F*** moral virtue!” as she contemplates Jenny’s murder! Did she ask about Shane’s spare key because she is thinking of sneaking into the house and re-decorating Jenny’s room or stealing some secrets to keep Jenny’s ambitions in check?

      Good job on the Gypsy theme. Tina should go to that gypsy fortune teller. Eagerly awaiting for your next chapter.

    7. Love it, Love it! BB ..I lol when Shane find Bette in her fence and Bette said “Decided to do some chin ups in your tree.” Subtle Bette so subtle :p….A bit worried thou that she might push her plan when she ask Shane if she have a spare key for Shay?..Good thing logic wins over anger.

    8. great story blackbird!!! i can undy Bette’s frustration about Jenny’s book . i wouldn’t want anyone write a story about me in a book that is deeply private. i would yell at Bette go for it.. hit Jenny with your boxing gloves without feeling remorse or regrets. i would.. no second thoughts…. haha keep up the good work… : )

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