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    The art of living # 11

    Story written on August 20, 2008 by Braz.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=70744
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    See, Tina works a lot. I can say it, because we miss her a lot… I guess… that’s why my mom and her didn’t date anymore…” The girl watched the floor for seconds before she continued. “I liked when they used to date…”

    Tina couldn’t stand anymore. She grabbed Bette’s pulso, collide her body against her and gave her a profound kiss.

    The art collector ceded.

    Words of hate died inside and became dust.

    “I love you, Bette…I love you, both…” The clear, tearing eyes.

     

    Seconds traveled till the blonde reassume the power of her body, undo the kiss and crossed the dinner room. Firm steps lead her through the door.

    When she entered at the cab, Tina broke down like a child. Like never before.

     

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    Domina had invited Tina and the blonde couldn’t deny it. During all those days, almost three months, Tina kept daily contact with Domina by phone or e-mail. One day, however, the little girl invited her to be her “special guest”. The children of her class should invite adults to talk about job. Most of the young invited moms and dads, uncles or aunts, but Mimi had invited Tina.

    The blonde accepted immediately.

    On the date of the presentation, the executive received a call that made her day which was very happy for Domina´s reason, sadder.

     

    And it was very difficult to Tina felt happy. Most of the time, she felt sick. Almost three months and she felt sick. She went to work. She did her job right, but almost everyday, was Cassie the one to collect the pieces of Tina when the night advanced over her office and the producer didn’t want to leave. To go home.

    The blonde told her everything: woman-Bette-Domina-job-finish. Cassidy respected her option, but disagree vehemently. Nonetheless, it was Tina’s choice and the secretary could only offer her help, her shoulder, during the long trips and some empty Sundays.

     

    However, some afternoons, when the melancholy was too fierce to contain, the blonde didn’t resist. She would take her car and wait, out of sigh, for Bette to picked Domina up from school. She watched a far, the kind embrace, the love between mom and daughter. That was a balsam.

     

    But some days she also felt frustrated. First, because Kit, Alice, Shane, Dane or Helena, or all the group, would picked the child up instead of Bette, but mainly, because Jean would be also, with some frequency, the one to be with the little girl.

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    7. Geez, that little Domina’s wisdom just kills me every time I read another chapter. The things she was saying in the classroom to her peers and the other adults…I would have broke down exactly as Bette did if I had been present – I was so surprised Tina was able to keep it together to give her talk. Oh, and what an ending! To hear Bette say she had waited for her when Tina thought she had lost her opportunity – I wish I could have been there to see Tina’s smile and the glow in her eyes! PPS!

    10. Hi, Braz! *waving with enthusiam*. Finally, you could get Tina to come to her senses! Yaaayyy!! Yep. We are dancing some nice Salsa around, so we can show our excitement. As for Mimi’s intervention… You just played an unexpected card, but… Don’t you love kids, who can see thru all the bull that sometimes we, as adults, cannot identify? Hahaha Yep. God bless the children! Thanks for this wonderful update, dearest friend. PPS Lucero & Marsha (Latin JC’s Salsa Aunties)

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