Im sorry these chapters are so short so many things to do, too few hours to do them in Anyhow, I’m falling a little in love with this Hannah, oh and now I know my gaydar must really suck – my love interest is a 92 year old fictive and heterosexual woman. Hallelujah!

I’m afraid I’m not the most strategic or organized woman in the world, this definitely applies for my writing, I just write as I go along so I would be honoured to get input from you, the much appreciated readers, on how this story could develop! I can promise you one thing though; no Candyass! Just love! Maybe Hannah should have a love interest? Or maybe Tina has to use her nursing skills on Bette.? Who knows You go think with your sweet heads and let me know..!

And for the lessons again Lesson number four: Norwegians are all blond and blue eyed. Occasionally, there are babies born with slightly darker blond hair, they’re instantly dyed, unless they are put out in the forest along with the babies with the slalom skies.. If they are born with both slalom skies and dark hair, the government immediately announces nation crisis. And about intelligence and hair colour… its all true! But hey, were Vikings right??!!

Hope you enjoy!!




Tina stashed away the BP equipment and looked at Hannahs arm. Hannah continued giggling and gently caressed Tinas worried face. Honey, Im fine! How are you though? You seem a bit flustered.. Tina laughed nervously and shrugged her shoulders I was worried about you, thats all Tina smiled Well, thats not such a small thing Bette jumped in gently squeezing Tinas arm. Tina jolted at the touch and her face again turned pink Sweetie, this just gives me the right to have that second brandy Hannah coughed slightly and winked at Tina. Bette just rolled her eyes, smiled and went to open her grandmas liquor cabinet. Medicinal purposes, helps ease the stress you know Hannah spoke reassuringly (my favourite line from 9 to 5, and here we go on the Dolly Parton thing againoh gosh, and as I write this, the song comes on the radio, I swear! Must be destined to get a job as secretary, get sexually harassed by the boss, get together with my colleagues, try to poison and kidnap the *****..! Oh yeah, what a way to make a living!!! Rambling again there sorry..!)

Tina was embarrassed. Here she had finally met this dear grandchild of this dear old lady and made a complete fool of herself. Even though she had gotten a strange desire to be near Bette she decided she had done enough to ruin Bettes impression of her so she went to tell Hannah she would leave her and Bette alone. Their usual coffee and cookie could wait until her next visit. Youll do no such thing, Tina, dear! Hannah said and pulled out her chair Ive got you both here, may as well make the most of it!. Bette poured Hannah a glass out of her almost empty bottle of brandy and filled Tinas cup with freshly brewed coffee with a taste of hazel and her own cup with Christmas tea. The room smelled of the holidays. The sparkling from the fire, all the candles lit across the room and Bing Crosby singing softly on the old gramophone in the corner made the mood magic. All three women fell silent and just enjoyed the moment and their drinks. It was a vision indeed, in Hannahs small three seat burgundy velvet couch, the three women sat. Hannah in the middle with both the younger women close by. After a while, Hannah broke the silence So Tina, are you spoken for yet? Tina almost spat her hazel coffee onto the table and a startled Bette began laughing at her grandmas bluntness. Whats so funny, dear? Am I not allowed to enquire about the love life of one of my favourite girls? Tina wiped the liquid running down her chin, feeling her stomach do flip flops as she wondered whether or not to announce her newfound sexuality what the ***** is happening to me?!!. Well, youre hilarious, granny!! Bette was laughing hard and leant over to Tina I apologize for the long fingers over here. I swear, she reminds me of my cousin Alice! I guess we know who got the digging genes! Tina felt her throat dry up from Bettes proximity, desiring to kiss off the tears rolling down her soft cheeks. I’m a retired gardener with emphasis on the retired bit, you youngster Hannah pouted and started laughing as well Besides Alice makes a good living as a reporter!. Bette actually almost held her breath, dreading that Tina would tell of her undying love for her boyfriend and announce their wedding date. She had come to like the picture Hannah had made of her, and meeting this almost clumsy nurse had only strengthen that impression, she was getting the jitters.

So you never answered grannys question, Tina?