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    15 Years Later

    Tina:

    "Ohh yes Bette! Right there," I moaned as Bette’s magical hands worked on the knots in my back.

    "Hmm, where have I heard that before," Bette teased with a smirk.

    I let out a laugh and said, "fuck you."

    "That’s right!" Bette cheered.

    "Hah hah," I said sarcastically.

    "You had a rough day at work hmm?" Bette asked finishing her massage and giving me a long kiss on the lips.

    "Yes, you know I’m glad I gave Alice a job there, she was a big help," I said.

    "Really? But she does the journalism side and you do the executive side, it’s completely different."

    "I know," I said, "but she noticed I was stressed out so she came into my office and started telling me funny stories about little Dana and Jimmy. Evidently Tasha is a very fun mother, she plays all these games with them."

    "You would think Alice would be the one to play those games," Bette said standing up and offering me her hand.

    "Thanks so much for making dinner," I said, "I know you have that exhibit…"

    "Don’t even mention it baby," Bette said, "James has been a big help."

    "Is he joining us for dinner?" I asked.

    "One of his fathers is sick," Bette said sadly.

    "Oh tell him I said sorry," I said following Bette out to the dining room.

    "Hey momma," Angelica said entering the house just as we walked in.

    She’s 18 now, wow she has grown so much.

    "Hey baby, how was school?" Bette asked giving Angie a big hug and kiss.

    "Oh my God, you’re not gonna believe who’s my art teacher," Angelica said.

    "Who baby?" I asked giving her a kiss and a hug.

    "Jodi Lerner."

    "Oh wow," Bette said.

    "She teaching again?" I asked.

    "Mmm hmm, her interpreter, Tom, he keeps the class entertaining," Angie said.

    "Whoa whoa, wait, Tom is back!?" I said.

    I looked at Bette who looked just as surprised. This was gonna be a problem. A very big problem.

    "What’s wrong?" Angie said.

    "Look Ange, we’re gonna tell you, but you can’t tell anyone," Bette said pulling Angie closer to her.

    "What is it?"

    "Tom is Caleb’s biological father," Bette said.

    "What!" Angie said jumping back, "I thought Max…"

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