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    Twisted Triangles Ch. 43

     The engagement began in September and the pair would be married the next August after they had graduated. The Porter family and Melinda gathered at Melvin’s for Thanksgiving. Bette hadn’t seen too much of her brother since the engagement announcement. She steered clear for the most part, not wanting her brother to be subjected to too much of her disapproval. Melinda didn’t seem to mind too much, as she thought that the twin’s relationship was too close and it was time for Eric to grow up and be independent from his “big” sister.

    After dinner, the three young people took a walk. Along the way Bette ran into a former girlfriend from high school and fell back from the other couple to catch up.

    “Bette, you look fucking fantastic. How is it possible that you look so good in the middle of the semester?”

    “Oh please, like you don’t look like a million bucks. I mean you certainly have blossomed over the last 3 years.”

    “Oh, give us a break, Porter!” Alice chimed in.

    “Hey Alice.” Eric said waving still walking ahead of them. Melinda hated Alice and made no secret of it and Alice hated her in return. They made a silent pact to one another not to speak.

    “Boy Porter. GP, what the fuck? You get to town and don’t call me? Do I really mean so little to you?”

    “Alice.” Bette sighs. “I wanted to call you once the holiday was over.”

    “Hey Alice.”

    “Hey Ginsberg” Alice answers back to the girl she taken to calling her Ginsberg as she wanted to be a judge as long as Alice knew her. She wore the nickname as a badge of honor, but only let those close to her call her that. “Are you two reminiscing or something?”

    “Something like that.” Bette answers for both of them while throwing her head Ginsberg’s way and motioning for Alice to beat it.

    “You want me to leave, GP? So you can seduce an old flame? An old flame that is very much involved with Christine Lee?” Bette looked a little taken aback that she didn’t already know this. Suddenly laying the ground work for being with Ginsberg while she was home seemed unlikely.

     “Christine Lee, really?” Bette asks Ginsberg.

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