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    Lingering – TLW – Episode 301- Prologue

    Lingering – Episode 301- Prologue

    In a clear warm and comfortable weather at the CAC seemed like an ordinary day and nothing is out of place. However a familiar blond woman all dressed up, very confident and ready for anything or anyone even Bette Potter.

    James at his desk, once in awhile would looked up to look at this woman even though he should be considering his sexual orientation. A voice came over the intercom, he look over James, please send her in. He glances back to the woman, Please go on in.

    Thank you. the woman replied as she is getting up, gathered her art portfolio and a small brown leather briefcase.

    James follows his eyes at the woman, Good Luck.

    The woman smiled back.

    Bette is working on her computer, the door slowly creeks opened.

    Hello, please have a sit. Sorry to keep you waiting but I had to finished an email to my partner. Said Bette as she click send on the email.

    The woman sits directly in front of Bette across her desk, settling in she put down her portfolio on the right while her briefcase on the left.

    Putting her hands together, a small smile, What do you think of LA, Mrs. Peterson?

    Thats right, the same Lindsay Peterson who was just six months ago decided to leave Pittsburg with her son Gus and head to LA while her partner decided to move on and not give their relation a second chance.

    I think it is a fine town, exactly where I would like to begin a new life and a new career.

    Looking down briefly at a folder with Lindsays resume, Well, Mrs. Peterson.

    Lindsay interrupted, Please call me Lindsay.

    Better felt surprised while comfortable about it, Lindsay, I must say I am very impressed with your work on the Sam Auerbachs display awhile back. I read about it but could not attend the event. Sam was a friend of mine.

    Lindsay in her mind thinking Oh no, I am not going to get this job am I. That man has ruined my life with the partner she ever loved. Now hes going to ruin my career anywhere I go.

    Ms. Potter.

    Bette interrupt, Call me Bette.

    Lindsay surprised by the gesture, Bette, that event was, she paused, Was a very emotional time for me. It brought the best and worst out of me.

    Bette raised her left eye browse. How so?

    Lindsay hesitated to speak for a few seconds to gather her thought, though she is now losing her confidence, the same that she walked in with. Mr. Auerbachs display was an incredible opportunity for me to showcase what I am strongest at. But Mr. Auerbach has a reputation of..

    Bette interrupt, I see.

    Lindsay froze, not knowing what to say next.

    I can see that you have a lot of feeling and emotion in you Ms. Peterson. She flipped closing her file folder of the resume. But this gallery is about being professional and dealing with artist whoever they may be is the foundation of what we do here. Im not sure you can handle that.

    Lindsay feeling defeated begin to gather her portfolio and briefcase. Thank you for your time Ms. Potter.

    Were not finished yet. Bette commanded.

    Lindsay looking at Bette intensely, I see that Sam is a friend of yours and I can see I am not going to get this job considering you have judged me on my emotion toward the client or artist.

    Not looking at Bette, Lindsay head toward Bettes door leaving Bette feeling confused. She then head outside the CAC. James got up looking after her then turned around to look at the direction of Bettes office.

    Outside the CAC, Lindsay found a sit on one of the bench chair. She took out her cell phone, click to index and find a familiar name Debbie.

    Inside the CAC, James standing outside Bettes office, Should I call for the next interview?

    Bette looking outside at her window at Lindsay. Bette speak in a low tone barely heard, Fine.

    Im sorry?
    Bette turn her head around with her body, No, shes the one.

    James looking at Bette feeling like he misses something

    But I thought. He paused, I thought she didnt get the job. I thought you didnt, pardon the expression, give it to her.

    Bette give a small laugh, No, I didnt but she is reminding me of someone.

    Who? He asked.

    Bette again looking at Lindsay, gives James an answer in a low tone Me.

    Outside the CAC, not knowing that Bette can see her. Lindsay closes the cell phone. She walked to the taxicab she arrived in to the CAC now she is taking it to leave the CAC.

    Where to Miss? asked the driver.

    Do you know of a place around here called The Planet? she asked.

    Yup, he replied, put the turn signal on and give the driving wheel a turn and the cab joins the flowing traffic.

    End of Prologue.

    Comments

    1. LadyWHO, I’m a straight african-american with a boyfriend. However, I love both shows. I think this is a great beginning and you should continue.

    2. I really enjoyed this part…but I’d like to know (via authors notes, or something), if you’re spoiled on S2 or if you’re using speculation. I prefer to remain unspoiled for the season. That said, thanks for this.

    3. i really like this….i love the mel and linz thing….and crossing it with Bette and Tina makes for an awesome storyline……….please continue soon……and your writing is…..well how can i say this? um…….absolutely wonderful…….please continue soon

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