*Clara*

I’m so nervous, I can’t believe I got myself in to this. It’s Thursday night, and I don’t think I’ve ever been this nervous in my life! My mommies are watching TV, and I’m pacing around the house. I tried to watch a movie with them, but I couldn’t stay still for very long. A part of me wants to tell them what’s going on, cause I could really need some support right about now. But another part of me wants it to be a surprise to them, and I think that part’s gonna win. Especially since we’ve all promised we’re not gonna tell anyone.

I wonder whose idea this was from the beginning. Probably mine, I seem to have a lot of ideas that sounds great at first but getting more into it I usually kinda realize that they’re not really great. Like that time when I got the idea of me and Josh climbing that big tree outside of school to get up on the roof cause I thought the view would be amazing. That idea ended up with a broken arm and a 3 days suspension. And I was grounded for a month.

I walk down the stairs again and in to the kitchen, opening the fridge to realize that I couldn’t eat something if I wanted to. I walk in to the guestroom and look around, then back to the living room where my moms are still watching TV.

“Honey, come sit here.” Mommy Tina says to me and I go sit down between her and mommy Bette.

Tina put her arm around me and I snuggle up to her. I lay my head in her knee and put my legs over mommy Bette’s. Tina starts playing with my hair and I actually relax a bit, feeling really safe and loved.

“I love you.” I say to them and they smile at me.

“We know.” Bette says. “And we love you too.”

I turn my head and watch the TV, while Tina keeps playing with my hair.

*Bette*

I’ve missed this so much, and I have to say that I love it when Clara is like this. This is my family, and I love them both so much. It would all be complete if Kathy was here too, but I have to accept that she has a husband now, and some day she will have a family of her own. Kathy’s in San Francisco again, and we don’t really know when we’ll get to see her again, but I hope it won’t take too long. And she must at least come to Clara’s birthday next month. And speaking of which, I have no idea what we’re gonna get her. It’s hard buying presents to a 14-year old, and we don’t’ wanna give her money. We’ll probably end up buying her clothes.