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    A Christmas Carol – Porter Style Ch 3

     

    Chapter 3

     

    A few hours later…….

    I am in a deep sleep. The weeks leading up to this holiday season have been extremely busy and I am very sleep deprived. There is just so much going on right now that I don’t dare take a break. I have got so many last minute details to finalize for my next show….and given the time of year, it has not been easy to complete many of them.

    As the sleep continues to envelop my body, my sub conscious being senses that I am not alone. Slowly I turn over and open my eyes. I am startled to see a shadow sitting on a chair near my bed. I close my eyes and quickly pull the covers up over my head ….this is not happening….it can’t be. My mind must be playing tricks on me.

    I think to myself, ‘this is crazy, there is no one there, I’m just exhausted and I’m seeing things’, this is just a hallucination.

    I slowly move the covers back down and look over to the chair. It is empty. I laugh out loud. My mind IS playing tricks on me. I run my hand through my hair and suddenly I hear a voice.

    “I thought you were going to sleep the whole night away. Don’t you know that we have a lot to do tonight.

    I am jolted awake very quickly and as I scramble across the bed to get away from my visitor, I lose my balance and I end up falling out of the bed and on to the floor with a big THUD.

    I hear the giggle again, it is almost hysterical in nature at this point. Quickly I get to my feet and look over to where the annoying sound is coming from. Standing before me is the ‘cleaning lady’ from my earlier dream. I rub my eyes and look again. It seems so real but it can’t be. This has to be a dream….or should I say a nightmare.

    As I drift in my thoughts I hear her speak to me in a slightly panicky voice as she looks at her watch.

    “Oh my, would you look at the time? We’ve got to go. We’re already terribly late. Come on Bette, take my hand.”

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    Comments

    1. I am COMPLETELY hooked on this Fic! You had me in stitches as Bette was looking on while Alice described her “friend Bette” ROFLMAO!!!! You are crafting this story so well Tazzie, and you couldn’t possibly post fast enough to quench my thirst. Now….I only have a chapter 2 written, and with a very busy day planned for me tomorrow…well…hmmm…I just cannot “tag” you just yet. ;-)))) BUT…that said, PLEASE don’t hold out on us, POST AWAY!!! xo

    2. Very interesting story. But why is everybody so harsh on Bette? Cold and heartless??? I wish Alice were for once a good friend to her, but nope, she can only critise her. Sure, no use of friends who are never honest with you, but some support and comfort would be nice.

    3. I sure hope that Tina hasn’t been secretly filming Bette and the presentation isn’t about Values or something like that, is it?.You didn’t mention anything about video installations. Or did I miss it? Oh, can’t be coz Bette isn’t introducing the presentation. I feel better now. Thanks so much for another chapter. I am intrigued,

    4. I’m with Chicki, as I’m hooked as well and can’t wait for you to post the next chapter my friend. I am so glad I logged on before going to work this morning. Thanks Taz. Hugs K x

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