Waking, Tina stretched, wiggling her toes deeper under the blankets, the familiar smell of Bette’s laundry detergent filling her nose. It smelled like home. Carrie was allergic to the scented detergent, so Tina switched to a scentless Arm and Hammer Sensitive Skin detergent when Carrie stayed over. The symbolism in such a simple act as
Bette steered the Volvo as gently and as smoothly as she could up the moonlit driveway, bringing it to a stop outside the front door. She engaged the handbrake and glanced at the clock on the dash. Just gone eleven-thirty. Outside, the grass glittered with the beginnings of a frost but the porch was edged
Tina’s POV We sit here enjoying our meal as our conversation stayed pretty much centered on her plans to leave for Russia and her upcoming schedule and how my work was going. I work with my Dad so as Vice President I have a lot of responsibilities but my schedule is pretty flexible as to
Chapter 16 Now that she’d turned Jenny’s criminal case over to Maddie, Alex was focused on the dissolution of the Wentworth-Porter Gallery partnership. She called Bette to schedule a meeting but instead of going to the office Bette suggested that she and Tina have dinner with Alex at the Planet. After they finished their entrees,
“Babe? Bette? Babe? Where… oh, there you are. I can’t get the breast pump to work and I left the other one at work. I’ll have to nurse before we can go… is that ok? What are you doing?” Bette’s head popped out from Rosie’s closet, her curls obscuring one eye. “What? Oh, sure. Of