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    Love Revisited – Coming Home Part 55

    Story written on August 5, 2005 by arceextl.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=55857
    Author Notes:

    Truth tellin’ Testimony continues. Kelly brings her past into Bette & Tina’s present. Is the Warden picking out Faye’s jailbird suit?

     

    Bette knew what Al was doing and reached up and patted Alice‘s hand.

     

    Shane grabbed Alice‘s arm and pulled her back into her seat.

     

    “Al, I’m going to shove that Golden Dykie up your butt if you don’t close your mouth” Shane whispered.

     

    “Eh, been there, Yodaoh, wait, I don’t think it was golden though”

     

     * * *

     

    “Your Honor, may this photo be passed among the jurors, please?”

     

    “Give it to the court officer and he’ll give it to the jury.”

     

     

    Nancy approached the jurybox, put her hands on the railing and looked at each one of the jurors as the picture was passed among them.  When they finished the last juror handed the picture to the court officer, who handed it back to Nancy.   She then slowly turned and walked to the witness stand.    

     

    “Kelly, what was your reaction to these words on your car window?”

     

    “I just freaked.  I stood there seemingly frozen in time.  After several minutes, something just told me to take a picture of it.”

     

    “And the picture that is in front of you now and the one just passed among the jurors, is that the picture you took of your car window?”

     

    “Yes, it is.”

     

     

    “Did you see who wrote that on your car window, Kelly?”

     

    “No, I didn’t.”

     

    “Did you see Faye after you discovered this message on your car window?”

     

    “Yes.”

     

    “When did you see Faye Buckley after that?”

     

     

    Kelly again looked at Faye, who had her face in her hands, and clearly distraught.  Kelly could not hold it back any longer; she began to cry.

     

     

    “Do you need a few moments, Kelly?”

     

    “Yes, I’m sorry.  I never thought I’d be telling anybody this, at least not like this.”

     

    “Your Honor, just a few minutes for the witness to compose herself?”

     

    “All right, 15 minutes.”

     

     

    The jury left the room.  Kelly remained on the witness stand for a few moments.  Oh, good doctor, how I wish you were here to hold me – reassure me that you are my here and now – assure me that ‘this’ today is the final cleansing, the washing clean of my guilt for hurting someone that once loved me

     

    It was then that Faye Buckley looked up – her tear-filled eyes caught Kelly’s eyes.   Kelly saw Faye mouth, “I’m so sorry, so sorry.”   Kelly just lowered her eyes and wiped the tears.

     

     

    Nancy saw the interaction and shook her head.   Nancy thought, Well, I think you’re little too late on the apology, Faye.  Two lives you brought pain and anquish into – well, three really, counting yourself.  And you might  want to hold off on your apologies a bit, and perhaps have the court officers bring over another bucket, because,

     

    Ms.  IwasaLesbianNowIhate’em,  the show’s not over  yet.

     

    TBC

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    10. WHOA! I’m just catching up on this Story and It’s really Great the way you write the interrrogation WHOA! I Love it that’s was so excellent I Love Law in Order Thanks Please continue post soon.

    12. Okay, OMG, what’s next to put one more nail in Buckley Bitch’s coffin?!!! How you brought all these threads together is just amazing…that’s it, just fucking amazing. Tell your partner we love her, too, and to keep torturing you to post, post, post!!

    13. Arce,
      Bloody brilliant!
      The trials and tribulations involved in this marvellous tale take me by surprise at every twist and turn.
      I am genuinely sitting open mouthed as I read each chapter.
      Thank you so much for taking these characters and creating a truly intriguing mystery around them.
      Alice is right that after all the heartache and pain there needs to be some light-heartedness with flippant remarks, harmless banter and gregarious laughter. Memories of these happy times get us through the rough ones.
      Given your talent I am sure there will be further exposés on the life and times of Faye Buckley.
      It is so natural that such love can turn in to pure hatred and revulsion.
      I await your next post like a child the night before the school vacation begins: full of hope and excitement for what is to come.
      Your Loyal fan.

    15. EXCELLENT chapter Arc., this is such a well constructed story. Every new chapter is like turning over a new rock or bolder. Please continue and post again soon. Lousious, and Delicious!!

    16. i certainly hope your not leaving us for the whole weekend without another post. that would really be mean. and your not, are you. this was excellent. faye, too little too late, for the apologies. golden dykie. that was priceless. again real soon, please.

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