It was 9am on Monday morning. Tina and Kate were sitting opposite each other in the hotel restaurant eating breakfast. They were both a little bleary eyed from trying to catch up on the sleep that they had missed out on due to being up three nights running.

“Did you even leave your hotel room yesterday?” asked Kate, while sipping on her second cup of coffee.

“No, you?”

“No way, everytime time I thought about it my bed kept calling me back.” laughed Kate.

“It’s your first time in London, we actually have a day off so what would you like to do?” Tina had been to London twice before, once with Bette and once with work so she was happy to let Kate decide on their itinerary for the day.

“Well, I always really wanted to go on the London Eye, I hear the view is amazing once you get to the top and I would love to go to The Tate Modern.” replied Kate.

“You want to go to The Tate Modern?”

“Yeah, why, is there a problem?”

“No, no problem at all.” In an instant Tina was taken back two years to when she and Bette had visited the gallery. Tina may not have understood all the pieces of art that were there but she loved being there because Bette had loved it so much. She found herself smiling at the memory despite herself.

“Are you coming then boss?”

“Right behind you.” replied Tina.

After spending two hours in the gallery Tina came across a Rachel Whiteread sculpture. She was always one of Bette favourites and Tina knew her work from when it had been shown at the CAC. All of a sudden she felt the tears beginning to well up but before she could find a more private spot to composed herself Kate gently tugged on her arm.

“Tina, are you OK?”

“Kate, before we came here I should have told you something. Bette’s the director of a gallery in LA, we visited here when we came to London three years ago. This piece is by Rachel Whiteread, it was such a coup for Bette when she secured her work for an exhibit at the CAC.”

“I’m sorry, why didn’t you say before? We could have gone somewhere else.”