WIDOWED MOTHER FINDS LOVE CH. 4 pt. 3

WIDOWED MOTHER FINDS LOVE CH. 4 pt. 3

His first tingle of fear was when she noticed that Linda wasn't at work when she took a taxi to get her car. She tried her work number to be told that Linda would be out of the office for the next few days and if she wanted to leave a message. She was panicked as she headed towards Linda's house.

She pulled behind Linda's car in the drive and didn't hesitate as she went through the back door. She found Linda standing there.

Michelle stopped and just looked at the woman she couldn't live without. In less than three months, she couldn't stand the thought of Linda not being there.

Linda knew Michelle was there and was waiting. She wanted to jump into her arms but didn't know if Michelle had come to grips with the way she felt for the tall woman.

"Hey Sugar, can I have a hug?" Michelle asked, afraid to touch Linda in case this was a dream. Linda collapsed into Michelle's arms and hugged as tight as she could.

"Hi, Babe. I've missed you." She wept into her lover's breasts.

"Oh, Linda, I love you so much I've never had what you've given me. It scares me sometimes." Michelle tried to explain.

"I'm sorry I can't help it." She sniffed happily. So, we're good?"

"Sugar, my dad said you were strong enough to bring me to my knees. He was right. I can't live without you I'm sorry I'll try and deserve your love." She couldn't get enough of the shorter woman in her arms.

"Just love me. That's all I want" Linda was so happy she could walk on air.

"What are you doing here?" Kim asked when she walked into the kitchen. "Mom's been crying for days. What did you do to her?" Kim barked at Michelle.

"Kimberly" Linda started to correct her daughter.

"I'll handle this sweetheart," Michelle said as she kissed Linda. "Okay, shall we go into the other room?" Michelle walked into the seating area. As soon as Kim followed her, Michelle let her have it.

"Okay little miss, just what is your problem?" Michelle pounced.

"I hate you. You've made my mom into a lesbian I'm the laughingstock of school because of you!"

"Let's get one thing clear I didn't change your mother into anything.

She isn't a lesbian I am! You might want to learn the difference. She loves a lesbian, but I'm sure there is not another woman your mother would be interested in. Trust me, I know I've seen them throw themselves at her and she was completely oblivious. And for your information, I was hands-off, until she seduced me!"

"That's just gross. The thought of you and mom on my dad's bed doing that I never thought she'd find a woman I wanted her to find a man!"

"What, you are okay with some man putting his hands all over your mom, but if it's a woman that's gross? How many men have you seen?

Never mind. What's worse the fact that your mom found someone to love and I'm a woman, or because it was your idea in the first place?"

Michelle was destroying Kim's perverted logic.

"I hate you!" Kim yelled not knowing how to respond, as her world collapsed around her.

"No, you don't even know me, so you can't hate me. You might hate the idea of me. But sister, I'm going to be around. Not my choice."

She waved off Kim's response. "So, we're going to have to learn to live with each other" Michelle pressed; knowing they had to reach some middle ground.

"If you are really upset about your father's bed, I'll tear it down today and give it to you," Linda said from the doorway. "We'll buy you a new mattress and you can have it."

"Kim, you know that dress you wore to your dance. The one you loved so much I made it. Are you going to throw it away now because I made it?"

Michelle asked trying to get to the root of the problem.

"You didn't! You couldn't, it was such a girly dress. Some bitch dyke couldn't have made it." Kim's worldview was altering too fast for the girl to keep up.

"Sweetie, I'm a lesbian, not a dyke when you can use your head, I'll explain the difference" Michelle corrected.

"So, Kimmy? Do you want your father's bed? I'll give you the whole set if it means that much to you. You'll be leaving for college soon, and you will need some furniture in the sorority house." Linda walked next to Michelle and put her arm around her, showing her stubborn daughter where her priorities were.

"Kim, you don't have to like me, but we do have to learn to get along,"

Michelle said softly to the confused child, giving her the time, she needed to learn some of the realities of life.

"Yes, I do! I suppose we can avoid each other until I leave for school" Kim said as she spun around and ran upstairs.

"I guess we're looking for a new bedroom set today," Linda said as she leaned into Michelle.

"Only if I pay for half. If we're going to do this, it's going to be an equal partnership." Michelle tensed for Linda's argument.

"I wouldn't have it any other way, Babe," Linda said, leaning up to kiss her lover.

That summer would have been perfect if it wasn't for Kim's little tricks and gripes. Tony was sick of it, so he stayed away as much as he could. He liked Michelle, but his sister was determined to cause problems. Tony decided if Kim was there causing problems, he would stay at a friend's house. If she was out, he would get to know Michelle better.

Kim figured if direct confrontation didn't dislodge the interloper, she goes the passive-aggressive routine. The only break was when her Grammy called in tears. "What's the wrong Grammy?" Kim asked concerned. She had never heard her grandmother cry before.

"I need your mom. I've lost everything." The old woman cried.

"Mom Michelle! Come quick!" Kim screamed.

"What's wrong?" Linda asked as they ran to the kitchen.

"It's Grammy, she's crying." Kim handed her mom the phone.

"What's wrong mom?" Linda said into the phone, putting it on speaker.

"I've lost everything all Harold's letters. My degree everything!" She broke down over the phone.

To be continued