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Laid Up: Another Season 3–Chapter 25B
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Melvin listened to talk-radio and the continuing updates on a developing story. “Humph,” he said. “I wonder if Maxine is at the location. It’s not far from where she lives.”
Bette looked up, then out the window, and then turned to her father. “What, Daddy?”
“Oh, on the radio.” He pointed at the radio by lifting his chin in that direction. “They’re talking about that toxic waste dump in Hamilton, Ohio. This dump was accepting toxic wastes from multiple companies. The EPA told them to get it together, but the dump claims poverty.” Melvin laughed. “I’ll bet you anything your mother was rabblerousing out there, forcing action. If there’s a protest, Maxine is there. You know we met during a protest in 1958. I was teaching part time at Temple and brought some students to DC for the Youth March for Integration. Your mother was actually memorializing the event in watercolor. I saw her on the edges of the crowd, sitting in the grass with her paints. I was intrigued immediately.” He chuckled until it faded off into the air. Bette went back to her book. She had heard this story a million times.
Melvin had been driving about an hour and a half when he turned off the radio knob. Bette looked up wondering what was happening. She saw a sign for the Meadowlands, a concert, race track, and sports venue. Her father cleared his throat and Bette knew this meant another discussion or rather lecture.
“Bette, would you like to take a break to stretch your legs? We’ve got another two hours or so.”
“If-if you want to, Daddy.”
“Let’s do that. A short one. Don’t worry, my girl, I’ll get you to Yale in plenty of time.” He turned the car off into the Meadowlands Racetrack area where there was a picnic site.
He parked and they got out. Melvin placed his hand on his lower back and stretched backward and sighed. Bette was wearing a pair of black, straight-legged jeans and a white T-shirt with an airbrushed photo of Pat Benatar inside a bordered circle on the front. On the back, plain, black, block letters announced the ‘Pat Benatar, Tour 1981, Precious Time.’ She walked around the car to her father’s side. He looked at her with so much love. It was the polar opposite of the way he looked at Kit. Kit was the disappointment and Bette was his golden girl. She loved that. Bette loved that kind of attention and she sought it out often. Immediately after arriving on the other side of the car, Bette reached out to him, putting her arm around his waist, and he dropped his arm around her shoulders.
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Oh. My. God. That was freaking awesome, but WHO TOOK BABY A?!? Already, it seems like a hours ago that I was laughing at Al and Dane and the armpit licking, and Bette whooping as she left the retreat, and wondering what Carmen was gonna do after she ran out of beers to pour out, and hoping Henry didn’t yell once that EEG showed Tina’s been dodging the pills, and hoping that Steph didn’t get too crazy with the vengeance, and that Hels would hear some news about Dylan and that Peggy would help her daughter track Dylan down, and fanning myself over that call of Bette’s that didn’t quite make it to voicemail, and cheering on Al and Carmen’s rescue of Dana from that Aryan-esque creep-all freaking bloody AWESOME- because all I can think about now is that SOME NUTJOB-Steph? Josh? Marcus?-TOOK ANGELICA! For the love of all things, I so hope you’re posting soon, Portia. But still, this was so good I have to say it thrice, AWESOME! Thank you for the chapter. I literally cannot wait for the next chapter. Cheers
Loved the quote: Gladwell who told a story that a friend of his told him: ‘to a worm in a jar of horseradish, the whole world is horseradish.’ … Glad you’re turning S3 & S4 horseradish into something far more palatable… ;-)
This was beyond belief, every time you post you amaze me, your writing is without fault, exceptional, brilliant, outstanding. My head is swimming…I see the season being what it should have been, thankyou. I know you take a while between posts, obviously it takes time to write…but plspls if you could don’t leave us hanging too long…really it’s going to kill me to wait…but I will, every patiently…THANKYOU PORTIA
Bette’s struggles at the Buddhist retreat, her desperate, heartbreaking attempts to communicate with Tina, that amazing “voicemail,” and all the other storylines are a tour de force, pure and simple. How totally cool to discover that you drew on Ossie Davis’s own words in your wonderfully rich portrayal of Melvin. Missing Baby A, needless to say, is a cliffhanger extraordinaire. A huge thanks for the effort you’ve put into this awesome story.
thanks! the time and effort that must go into this is unbelievable. please know how much i look forward to one of your updates.
What an absolutely brilliant story you continue to weave! I am awed that you are able to develop each character so fully. Loved, loved, loved your description of Bette lost in her memories of their reconnection during the ultrasound and subsequent afternoon delight. So sizzling hot while tender at the same time. Great read, Portia!
oh no, not the baby…what a cliffhanger…please,please keep the baby safe and get bette home asap…great as always
what a chapter… there was so much… stephine is a nut case… henry is at times not all there either… and i’m glad tina is getting better… all those meds… damm… enough is enough… but now to the important part… WHO THE HELL TOOK ANGIE… i hope it was maybe alice or shane and they just turn around with her in their arms… it better not be josh… if it is… well he will be dead in the next chapter… PPS…
First, I must say thank you for this extraordinary chapter. I’ve been home sick for three days and barely able to focus on anything but your 82 pages (damn, 82 pages!) kept me awake and reading. For some reason I had thought that you were finishing this story with this chapter (I don’t know why I thought that) so I was really excited to see that this wasn’t the end. I know how much time and effort it takes to write just two or three pages so I am truly impressed with this magnum opus!!
I’m leaving a comment in advance as there’s no way I can read 82 pages right now. FUCKING AWESOME! I didn’t even have to read the chapter to know that. lol
Wow!That was awesome! by far this is the longest psot I have ever reading! If your not thinking about a book please do so. You have some awesome talent!!! As for Baby, the suspects were set-up perfectly! Stephanie, Josh, Marcus. But you know I somepoint I had a feeling this would happen and for some reason I had Theresa as the perptrator! Can’t wait for the next chapter!
Amazing, this chapter was just amazing the journeys you take us on in Bette’s memory are priceless. The advice her father gave her to the different expereinces between her parents have all been such amazing insight. Excellent. I just needed to tell you what an awesome job you’ve done. Thanks for writing it.
i can’t wait for the next chapter either this story is the bomb i enjoy stories that includes most of the gang..the arm licking was funny, weird but i thought it was cute lol :) grrrrrrreat work you do danish so well!!!
Fabulous! Please don’t let anything happen to Angelica, especially cuz her mama B is on her way home. I don’t know how either women could cope without her. Bring Dylan back for poor Helena. And tell Carmen to get that stick out of her butt :). Love, love, loved it! Can’t wait for more! Thanks Portia