“Ladies and gentlemen, we are approaching to Vancouver airport, please put your seat in the upright position………” the air hostess is saying her ritual words to the cabin as she does every day. For her this is nothing special, but for a lot of people on the plane, these words bring out some excitement as they are approaching their home town or the place where they will celebrate Christmas with family and friends.

This exiting feeling is also in the body of 2 women sitting in row two of the business class, two women who have been underway for about 20 hours to spend the holidays with friends and family. One of them is blond and the other very dark haired, they have had a good time on the plane with the delicious food of Air France and the very nice selection of French wines that are offered in the business class. They have slept on the plane as they held hands, they look very content and caring for each other. Their expression on their faces shows their excitement and eagerness to meet their friends. People who are as exited as they are, people who haven’t seen them for a long time. Well, actually they haven’t seen the blond woman ever before, this will be first time that they will be introduced to her, the girlfriend of their best friend and sister.

Bette is getting her seat up, her seatbelt tied and she smiles encouraging to the woman next to her. The woman who has been her girlfriend for the last year and a few months, her name is Frederique but Bette always calls her Freddy. Freddy is an upcoming artist and her artworks had been chosen for the new Gallery in Monaco. The Gallery that Bette had to get up and running. That is how they had met and became lovers, somehow there was chemistry between them from the beginning, so it didn’t took long before they went from business partners to love partners.

For Bette this has been something new, she had never been a fast mover, she never jumped into relationships with this speed. It had surprised herself as well as her friends in LA, who still had never met this mysterious woman, mysterious because she had been capable of something that nobody had ever achieved. It didn’t mean that they were not happy for Bette, but they would love to meet this French girl. So they had decided to send her an invitation for a private Christmas Party, a party in Canada, far away from Bette’s old life so she would be more willing to come. And of course, in the Vancouver area it would be certain that there will be snow. So all the girls in LA worked on this plan since September, they hired a big chalet in the mountains and made sure that all the catering and transport was arranged by the end of October so they sent the invitation to Bette, early enough to know that she had not made any other plans and could not come up with an excuse. And so it happened that she was here, on a plane ready for landing on the snowy-white airport from Vancouver with a lovely partner on her side.