It was a beautiful, crisp spring morning. The sunlight painted a glow around the room as a fresh, gentle breeze dusted the air. To the average person it was a picture perfect day in West Hollywood, but to someone who just had lost their daddy it was just another day to bitterly survive. As Bette awoke from her pill induced slumber, she was suddenly flooded with feelings of hopelessness and despair. The man who had always been her hero, her knight in shinning armor, and that could hardly do wrong in her eyes was suddenly becoming a distant memory. It was as if he was just becoming a figure in a photograph. As she lay staring out the window walking down memory lane, she was so overtaken by her grief that she didnt even realize that she had started to cry. As Bettes tears began to blur her vision, she thought to herself, I didnt think I had another tear left to shed. When will it stop? More importantly, when will it stop hurting so much? As Bette continued to stare out the window enthralled in her despair she didnt even realize that Tina had walked into the room.

Tina: Baby? Are you awake? . . . (waiting for a response or some stirring) Bette? . . . Babe, its time to get up . . . Baby?

Tina sits down on the bed and realizes that Bette is awake and that her heart and mind have wondered away. Tina gently leans down and kisses her lovers cheek. Tinas kiss breaks Bettes thoughts and brings her back to reality for one brief moment.

Tina: Ah, baby (wipes Bettes tears) . . . I am so sorry you are hurting. (Tina leans down again and kisses her forehead and begins to stroke her hair.

Bette continues to lay motionless with tears streaming down her cheeks, staring out through the window into her backyard.

Tina: I know . . . (Tinas presence registered as permission for Bette to release her emotions once again) . . . I know. Baby, it is okay, cry all you want. Ive got you.