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”So, married, huh?” Callie asked, sitting in the kitchen early one Saturday morning. ”I know.” Lena replied, in the process of fixing coffee and making tea. The coffee was for Stef, who was still in bed, and for Callie, who they’d reluctantly granted coffee privileges to as well. The tea was for her. It felt




(3 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)I think love is like marmalade. Sweet, sticky and memorable, if good. It could even be like sticky date pudding really …. or a warm cookie just out the oven. At times your love is so amazing it reminds me of the first time I tasted home made sorbet, made by ME.
Bette was sitting at her desk going through her mail. She came across a postcard from the art school that she funded for under privileged children in the central district of LA. Bette would normally visit the school once a month but she had neglected to visit since she started seeing Tina. The postcard was
Chapter 7 Bette has asked Tina if she wanted to spent the Sunday with her. She planned to take Tina to John’s Juke Joint where she’d been the Sunday before. She wouldn’t sing but she would like to see if Tina liked the music. Tina agreed but because she would join Bette, she would spent
Chapter 6 On the other side of the country Kit was staring at a letter she received that morning. It was a letter from a singer named Candice Jewel. She was used to get a lot of letters from fans, singers, people who wanted to sing with her, record with her or just wanted to