“Yeah well… I don’t feel lonely.” Shane lied, still stuck in her denial.

“Aren’t you?” Bette asked. They both stared into the darkness. Bette did not go on. allowing Shane the space to ponder her words.

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Tina opened the door to her apartment and pointed Carmen to the washroom. Carmen strolled silently in and locked the door behind her. She set the toilet seat cover down and sat on it, burying her face in her hands.. Throughout the car ride, Tina knowingly avoided broaching the topic of Shane, focusing instead on the Mummies class she was attending later. And Carmen was grateful.

She got up and stared into the wash mirror, squirming at her pathetic reflection. “Gross” was all she could think. She ran the tap for a second before splashing the water onto her face.

“Carmen, can I come in?” Tina called from outside. Carmen unlocked the door and Tina handed her a wash towel.

“I made some tea. Come and have some when you are done washing.” Tina offered and closed the door again.

Carmen knew that Tina was giving her the space and was waiting for her to talk in her own time. Carmen didn’t know if she could open up entirely to Tina, but she was certain of Tina’s Kkindness and was grateful. After she finished up washing she walked to the hall and found Tina packing stuff into a travel bag. As Carmen looked on silently, Tina sensed her pressence and looked up.

“Hey, I am packing for my mummies class.”

“Oh. Does it help? With the pregnancy?” Carmen asked, genuinely curious.

“Well, it’s suppose to, but we will have to wait till the day of brith, I guess.” Tina smiled. She looked at Carmen attentively and saw that the fresh, make-up free Latina was really cute, like an angel that decended and gave light to the darken world and understood what drew Shane to her in the first place.

“What? Erm… I look funny without makeup, right?” Carmen suddenly felt really self concious.

“No… nono, I think you are really cute, I can see why Shane is love with you.” Tina explained.

“Yeah well, she doesn’t do relationships.” Carmen shrugged. It had came to a point where denial seems to be a good idea.