Chapter 15

Angie walked down the garden. Following the path to the stone wall at the bottom, where Tina, sat with her laptop on her knee. The sun was shining, she could hear the people on the Thames. London became more alive in the sunshine. Tina turned when she heard her daughter’s footsteps.

            "Hey Angie," Tina smiled.

            "Hey Mum." Angie said, sitting beside her mother. They both looked at the water before Angie looked at her mother’s computer screen and smiled. On the screen was her photo software, she was trying to remember how to use it.

            "How are you?" Tina asked

            "I’m okay, worried about you."

            "I am okay. Things are just coming to me  in the wrong order," Tina said softly.

            "I love you mum."

            "I love you too, we’ve had some tough times you and I."

            "We have, mostly me being silly."

            "We are going to work this out."

            "I hate that you’re remembering the bad times."

            "It was going to happen Boo. When I passed out yesterday, that was because of something amazing."

            "Do I want to know?"

            "You’re too young to know."

            "Eww it was so you and Mum having sex." Angie made a vomit noise and Tina laughed.

            "Well I won’t go into detail then," Tina laughed. She smiled at Angie.

            "It’s horrible I can’t believe you still do it," Angie said.

            "It is a fact of life baby," Tina grinned.

            "It is gross,"  Angie said.

            "Thanks baby," Tina said.

            "Right I’m going to do my homework you okay here?"

            "Yes I am fine here thank you," Tina smiled and watched her daughter go back into the house. Tina closed her laptop and walked back up towards the house, she opened the door and went back down into the basement. Her life was down here. She looked around,  then went over the bookcases. She looked at the labels. ‘Bette Porter.’ One read, she took it down and opened the book. Tina smiled. Inside on the first page was a photo of Bette in a suit at a party, by the look of it it was at the Tate.