After the conversation with Victoria, Bette couldn’t go back to work. Her thoughts were flying in many different directions. She took her purse, and told James to go home; they were closing the gallery early. She got in the car, speeding down the street. Bette switched the radio on, trying to distract herself from the thought about Victoria’s words. Tina would never harm her intentionally, but why the words of this woman were oppressing her. She collects Angie from her pre-school, and the little girl was delightful with the ice-cream parlor’s idea. Soon mother and daughter were eating ice-cream and laughing. Bette was thankful for moments like this.

“Angie, what kind of ice-cream you want for desert?” Bette asked, while they were standing in front of the large shop window.

“Umm…ump…” The little girl find it difficult to give an answered, there were too many ice-cream flavors. “Chocolate…” Angie said unsure.

“Ok, chocolate to be…” Bette said, kissing her hair. They took the ice-cream, and headed home. Bette was happy to be with her little girl. She was growing so fast. Bette called Tina, asking her when she’ll make it at home. Tina told her that she’ll be late tonight, and she’s sorry about that, but Bette assured her that there’s no problem and she and Angie will be fine, watching some TV and reading a bedtime story.

It was nearly 21.00 Pm, when Tina makes it at home. She was so tired. Tina walked through the dark house, passing by the kitchen. She took something to eat, then went upstairs. Tina walked quietly in the bedroom, but there was nobody. She changed her clothes, and went to check Angie. She opened the door, and the view in front of her eyes was priceless. Bette and Angie snuggled together, the book still in Bette’s hands. Tina stood few minutes on the doorframe, just watching her two girls sleeping soundly, looking like angels. She approached the bed, kissing Angie’s hair, and lightly pushing Bette’s shoulder.

“Baby…baby wake up….lets go in our bedroom…” Tina said kissing Bette lips. Bette stirred, but didn’t wake up, so Tina leans forward whispering in her ear.

“If you’re good girl I’ll read you a bedtime story…” Bette’s eyes flew wide open.