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    Two for the Road, 6

    Tina put her headphones on and opened the window. She couldn’t help but loathe planes now, having spent most of her time flying back and forth between the east to west coasts. How lonely her life had become. She wished the empty seat beside her was occupied with the person she loved, but it was usually a lone child flying off to meet a waiting relative somewhere. “Pathetic,” she thought.

    In an hour she’d be landing at LAX, a stop she had made many times before. She hoped to break the normalcy of her weekly routine, and give Bette a call once she got settled in. This would be her first trip home since seeing each other in Philadelphia.

    Walking through the terminal, she reached in her pocket and turned her cell phone back on. Dialing into her voice mail, she listened to her messages. Her mother, making sure she landed without any problems; her sister, asking if she wanted to meet for dinner; a client, worried she didn’t get his four prior messages.

    She jumped in the cab and rolled the window down, taking a moment to enjoy the calm of the breeze.

    Bette dropped the plate in front of Alice’s, now saucer like, eyes. “Oh, how I love Thai food. Come to mama, you spicy noodle goodness.” Bette took a seat across from her and sipped on her Pellegrino. “Tell me you’re going to make me eat alone.” Bette shrugged, “I told you when you called, I’m not hungry.”

    “So you’re, what, love sick?”

    Bette sighed and leaning forward, rested her forehead on the table. “You can talk to me, okay, I’m right here and you have my full attention. At least until I’m done eating.”

    Bette reluctantly lifted her head, and took a moment to gather her thoughts. “See, the thing is, she hasn’t called…”

    “And that’s really what the problem is right there, isn’t it? Bette Porter becomes the taunted instead of the taunter.”

    Bette pretended to cringe. “Please don’t ever say things like that, Alice, at least not to my face. Save it for Dana, I insist.”

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    Comments

    1. I’d stalk both of them. Tina is jumping to conclusions, I know she thinks Bette is with Alice. Story was way too short, could we have more please.

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