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    Two for the Road, Final

    Walking back to the cab, Tina looked over toward the pool and stopping in her tracks, said, “Wait. I think there is something the two of you can help me with after all.”

    “Just name it,” said Alice. “I want you both to hop that fence over there and start cleaning the pool house.” As Tina jumped into the waiting cab, she yelled, “Bette would really like that.” Dana looked over at Alice as the cab tore off. “I’m not cleaning, I didn’t come here to clean.”

    Alice sighed. “Oh, please, Dana, I don’t even clean my goddamn apartment, but, I am going to hop the fence.”

    Tina stepped out of the cab and said, “Can you wait a while, I shouldn’t be too long,” to the driver. She walked into the park and taking the same trail her father had walked her through many years earlier, found the sand pit. She walked over and taking a seat on the swing, looked across the field at the group of trees just on the other side. “How did you know where I was?”

    Tina’s eyes closed and she smiled to herself. “I didn’t. This was the fourth place I tried. I took a chance.”

    Bette stepped out from behind the tree, directly in back of the swings. She walked up behind Tina, and said, “Want a push, little girl?” Tina lifted her legs. “Why Ms. Porter, I’d like nothing more than for you to give me a push.”

    “I can’t believe you’re here.” Tina bent her head back. “Do you want me to leave, because I will. Just tell me you want nothing to do with me, and I’ll leave you alone.”

    Bette hugged Tina’s body as she swung backward and slowed her to a stop. Without letting her go, she said, “I never wanted to forget you. You have to know that.”

    “But…you remember now? You remember everything now?” Bette walked around and straddling Tina’s lap, pulled her into an embrace. “I don’t know what I would have done, if I found out that you were hurt by what I did.” Tina pushed her mouth into Bette’s ear and whispered. “You did nothing wrong. I’m the one who made you take me there. It was all my fault. How do you think I feel, how do you think I’ve felt, all these years, knowing I brought harm to you? Thinking I’d never get to tell you how sorry I was…”

    “My mother kept your letters from me. I just found them yesterday when I was going through her things; she kept you from me. She was so angry that your father wouldn’t see her again, and she punished me for it.”

    Tina shook her head and pushing Bette’s hair back from her face, said, “No, she brought you back to me. At my father’s funeral, she brought you back to me.” Bette lowered her head onto Tina’s shoulder and said, “So, what do we do now?”

    “We go home, Bette. We just go home.”

    Comments

    1. indeed another fabulous post, thank you for your work, thank you for tibette, and as others have noted, a rekindling of the great comedic relationship of Danish. Really look forward to your next chappy ;)

    2. Now that explains it. Bette had memory loss. Bette & Tina as childhood sweethearts is quite interesting and unique. I’m joining the chorus that’s screaming out for a sequel! Thanks, girlporter, and don’t stay away too long. :>

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