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    To Die Standing Chptr. 17

    Bette sauntered in through the back door of the kitchen. Dom was holding Angie rocking her from side to side while Angie’s little face was so sad with dried tear tracks down her face. She immediately sat up and held her arms out for Bette to take her.

    "Aww, Sweetie come here." Bette took her and began to rub her back in small circles. "You ok?" Bette asked and she felt Angie nod her head against her shoulder.

    Dom was momentarily stunned by Bette’s carefree and loose swagger in through the back door. She looked her up and down. Bette’s hair was mussed and tossed to one side, her skin was radiant, and her legs were damn near bare in the pair of short running shorts that she knew were not Bette’s. If anything she knew Bette’s sleeping habits, Bette never mismatched clothes, especially sleepwear. It would mean that one item would be less vibrant than the other because of all of the differential washings.

    "I think we interrupted something Little Bit."

    "Do not influence her Dom. She’s extremely malleable at this age."

    "I’m not questioning I’m speculating that somebody was …"

    "Don’t." Bette said putting her hand on Dom’s mouth. "We were enjoying each other’s company."

    "Oh God you’ve turned into such a priss." Dom said snatching her head away from Bette’s hand.

    "She’s not a priss Sweetheart," Cilia came downstairs because Dom had been with Angelica for a long time. "She’s a lady unwilling to divulge the secrets of her bedroom with you."

    "Fine, a prissy lady."

     

    …………………………………….

     

    Tina had taken a quick shower and turned down the bed waiting for Bette to get back. By the time she’d heard the door open she was only one slipper away from walking out the door herself. Tina met them in the living room and could instantly see that Angie was fighting sleep. But one look at Tina and she rose up immediately and held out her arms to Tina. She grabbed her from Bette and began to soothingly bounce her up and down while rubbing her back slowly. Bette took that as her cue to hop in the shower and leave the mother and daughter to settle.

    Bette got out of the shower and saw that Tina was rubbing Angie’s back softly while she slept. "I was going to put her in the other room but I didn’t want her to wake up alone if she had another episode."

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    1. Omg, omg you posted a new chapter!!! So glad o see a chapter it’s been a long time!!! Love this story!!! I do wish we’d get a post weekly but I guess beggars can’t be choosey

    2. Thanks for another wonderfully written chapter. If you don’t post often at least you post long. Thanks. I love the spirit of Angie and the way she is in the world. I love the development of Tina and Bette’s relationship with Bette finally relaxing and trusting life a little more.

    3. Ohhh… Dr Hammad makes a return to Tina’s life. I wonder how Bette will take it? Granted, she and Tina have stepped up their relationship to a higher level since they’ve gotten to SF, but will some of Bette’s newly-vanquished insecurities make a return? I hope not. I’m pleased to see a new post from you, thank you for the chapter. :)

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