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    A helping hand and a push in the right direction–Ch. 3


    A helping hand and a push in the right direction-CH. 3


     

    Bette Porter:

    I love this beach…it’s just perfect, and it isn’t just the beach it’s the feeling I get when I’m here. I don’t come here as often as I used to, it breaks my heart when I have to leave, but when I’m here I just feel so calm and at peace. I love the way the sand feels beneath my feet, the slight breeze blowing through my hair, and the water is always just as beautiful as when I last saw it. I walk along the water with my pants rolled up a bit and let the water lap at my feet, any tension I may have had is slowly washing away. I keep on walking for…I don’t know how long I’ve been walking but I don’t really care how much time has passed. I decide to sit down in the sand to relax a bit more, to enjoy the sun before it sets. The sun warms my face but the soft breeze tempers it a bit so it feels great. The sun doesn’t seem to be as bright and is starting to set. And each any every time I’m here she’s here looking every bit as beautiful as the first time I saw her. She always has on one of this light breezy dresses on that shows off her gorgeous body. Her beautiful blond hair is a bit longer with soft curls here and there. And I wait for it…the moment when she turns around and gives me that beautiful smile that’s just for me…and then it happens my heart feels so full when she smiles at me that way, and everything else goes away. I get up and walk over to her wanting, no needing to touch her…hoping that she could see all the love I have for her in my eyes. I reach her and all I want to do is pull her into me but I’m afraid she’ll leave me…she sees the change in my eyes she always knows what I’m feeling, and I love that about her.

    She reaches out and softly rests her had on my cheek, "Hey stranger…I haven’t seen you in awhile…I thought you left me for good last time." And as she says this she’s giving me this achingly soft loving look that just dismantles my very being.

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    Comments

    1. when i start to read it, i wasnt’ understan any word but later i cacth it! i am so slow sometimes! will be a nice surprise if won’t be Alcie at the door.

    2. I’ll admit that at first I was lost and wasn’t sure I was even reading the same story. Nice tie-in though at the end! I know how it feels to be forced from sleep during a nice dream. Once in a blue moon I can slip back into the dream if I don’t need to get up, but most of the time I can’t.

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