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    Vignettes: Chapter 57

     

    “You’re messy.”  Bette laughed as she wiped the paint off her feet.  The girl giggled.

     

    Bette gently helped her to her feet and cleaned the rest of her off.  Once complete Bette grabbed her tiny hand to walk her to the door like she did every week.  This week the girl didn’t move though.  Bette turned around.  “What’s wrong?”

     

    The little girl’s big brown eyes carefully studied Bette and blinked several times.  Finally she stumbled over to Bette and reached her arms in the air for Bette to pick her up and hold her.  For a moment Bette didn’t move.  Then in an instant she swept up the girl and held her tight, never wanting to let go.

     

    Back at home, Bette and Tina were eating a late night snack after Dakota went to sleep.  She had put up a good fight, but finally went to bed.  She wanted to stay up and read, but Tina told her that good nine year olds needed their sleep.  At the table, Bette casually flipped through the paper, lost in her thoughts.  Tina was quiet, waiting to see if Bette would tell her what was on her mind.  After waiting a while, Tina was getting sleepy herself and decided to ask Bette what was going on.

     

    “What’s on your mind?”

     

    “Hm?”  Bette looked up from the paper.

     

    “I asked what’s on your mind.”

     

    “Oh, nothing.  Just tired.”  Bette smiled weakly.

     

    “Liar.  Tell me the truth.”

     

    Bette sighed and shut the paper, pushing her bowl away from her.  “That little girl from the shelter?  Remember?”

     

    “How could I forget?  You talk about her every week.”

     

    “Well, I can’t stop thinking about her.”

     

    “She sounds like a doll.”  Tina said, scraping the last drops of ice cream out of the bowl.

     

    “She is.  Maybe you could meet her next week.”

     

    Tina looked at Bette to see if she was serious.  She saw that she was.  “Why?”

     

    Bette shrugged and looked away.  “You might like her, that’s all.”

     

    “That’s all?”

     

    “Well… remember how we always talked about the possibility of having another child?”

     

    Tina quietly nodded.

     

    “I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately.  I don’t know why but I can’t get it out of my head.  I feel too old to be a mom of a baby, but that little girl breaks my heart every time I look at her.  It’s probably a silly irrational thought but I’m just being honest.”  Bette rested her head in her hands.

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    Comments

    1. That was simply beautiful. I couldn’t help feeling my heart melt when Zoe held out her arms for Bette to pick her up. I wasn’t sure where you were going to go with this, but I am so glad you are giving us a glimpse into their future. Thanks

    2. i must tell u this. i stumbled across this story a few days ago and stayed up till 3 in the morning reading it! iam so glad i found it.It’s really heart warming. congrats on the award.

    3. Hey FarEast,
      With this leap in to the future I thought that this story was winding down but yet again you have captured so perfectly the human condition.
      Zoë entrance into Bette, Tina and Dakota’s lives was at first tear-jerking and tragic then life affirming and inspiring.
      Your palette is full of color: every word perfectly chosen to paint the fine details; every phrase, a brushstroke giving texture and depth; every sentence, an image to cherish and visualize and every paragraph, the whole picture to complete the scene and move the drama forward.
      It was great to see that the families have grown up together as Shane, Fred and Damien are all still around.
      Thank you for this splendid and stunning spectacle.
      Please post real soon and continue this brilliantly realized yarn.
      The format is awesome and keeps me coming back for more.
      Your Loyal Fan.

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