Chapter 11

Angie looked at her mother who was standing at the bottom of their long garden. She knew her mother was hurting. She had had memories of the terrible way she had treated her and thought Angie didn’t love her. Angie did love her, she loved her so much. Bette walked up behind Angie.

            "You okay Boo?" Bette asked.

            "I’m worried about her," Angie said  watching as Tina leaned against the stone wall, watching the rowers on Thames. Tina had wanted some alone time and this was the one place she could get that alone time.

            "She is okay," Bette said putting her arm around her daughter. "Maybe you should go and talk to her."

            "Do you think it would help?"

            "She needs to remember more Ange. Even that bad stuff. We can’t keep it from her, she has to remember her whole life. The good and the bad. The good bits are us, some of the bad bits are because of us. We need to support her."

            "I was so ashamed for the way I treated her, she’s everything I’m not."

            "That’s where you are wrong," Bette said, looking down at her blonde wife, who was wearing baggy Dickie jeans and O’Neil t-shirt.

            "What do you mean?" Angie asked

            "You are half of her. She carried you for eight and half months. She was in labour for hours with you, she nearly died having you."

            "What?"

            "That will be a memory you’ll have to have with your Mom," Bette said as Johnny cried out.

            "I’m going to get Jon, why don’t you go and take your Mom a drink of OJ and have a chat with her."

            "Okay." Angie walked over to the counter and picked up a glass, before walking down the garden. Tina heard her coming and turned, she smiled at her daughter.

            "Hey,"

            "Hey mum, I’ve bought you an OJ."

            "Thank you baby," She smiled as she took the glass from Angie and looked at the water again. Angie stood next to her.

            "I’m sorry," Angie said slowly,

            "I know you are. Even if I don’t remember everything." Tina smiled.

            "I do love you very much." Angie said, gently leaning into Tina.