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    A Single Mom Meets Someone New Ch 81

    A Single Mom Meets Someone New Ch 81

    Helena pulled in front of the club. The line of lesbians wrapped around the corner. Gillian and Helena got out of the car. Helena handed the keys to the valet. The bouncer opened the velvet rope and the girls walked through and into the club. Jane walked up to Helena and kissed her just long enough for Gillian to feel awkward standing there watching. 

    Gillian cleared her throat. 

    “Oh sorry.” Jane said. 

    “I’m gonna go find a drink.” Gillian said. 

    “Take it easy little sis.” Helena broke away from Jane. 

    Gillian walked over to the bar and ordered a jack and coke. 

    “Some fundraiser this is.” She said to herself. 

    “All the money made tonight go directly to LGBT Youth Center.” The bartender said. 

    “Yeah I know. You guys take checks?” Gillian asked.

    “Not for the bar but I’m sure you could drop a check in the donation box.” The bartender pointed to the end of the bar. 

    Gillian pulled out her check book and proceeded to write a very large check. She pulled out a hundred and dropped it in the tip jar.

    “Hey thanks.” The bartender said. 

    “Anything for the kids right?” Gillian smiled and walked to the end of the bar and dropped the check in the jar. 

    “Here’s you’re drink.” The bartender said. 

    “Thanks.” Gillian said. The bartender studied Gillian for a minute. 

    “I’m sorry but you look really familiar. Do I know you?” She said. 

    “I doubt it. I’ve never been in here before.” Gillian said. 

    “Are you from here, LA I mean?” She asked. 

    “I used to live here but I haven’t for a very long time. I just moved back.” Gillian took a sip from her drink. 

    “Oh well welcome home.” She smiled. 

    “Thanks.” Gillian took a bigger sip from her drink. 

    “Do you mind if I ask why you came back?” She asked while fixing a drink for the woman standing next to Gillian. 

    “School. I’m taking classes at UCLA.” Gillian said. 

    “Me too. What’s your major?” She said. 

    “Political Science and Art with a minor in Economics.” Gillian answered. 

    “Wow. Stay clear of Dean Porter’s classes she’s brutal. Good but brutal.” The bartender said. Gillian smiled. 

    “Art major I take it.” Gillian said. 

    “Yeah I’m a junior.” She said. 

    “Well I’ll be damned. I never thought in a million years I’d see you in here.” A familiar voice said. 

    “You haven’t seen me in here tonight.” Gillian turned to face Alice and Shane. 

    “You’re kidding right? Alice can’t keep a secret to save her life.” The bartender said. 

    “I mean it Alice. Not a word and I mean it. That’s the last thing I need right now.” Gillian said. 

    “Fine.” Alice said. 

    “I’m outta here.” Gillian said. 

    “Wait You coming to brunch on Sunday?” Shane asked. 

    “I doubt it.” Gillian said. 

    “Think about it. I know the girls would be glad to see you. You haven’t been once since you moved back.” Alice said. 

    “Alice leave it alone.” Shane said. “See you around Kiddo.” Shane hugged Gillian and watched her walk away. After Gillian walked through the door, Shane looked up to the balcony. Skylar stood watching, tears running down her cheeks. 

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