“T, T uh you uh need to to come home.”

“Bette what’s wrong?  You’re stuttering.” thinking that something was wrong with either Bette or Angelica.

“T, Rebekah’s here.”

“I’ll be there in five minutes.”  With that Tina hung up, jumped back into her car and sped home. 

Less than five minutes later Tina flew into the house with boxes in tow and was faced with a face she hadn’t seen in ten years.  It really was her; older but it really was Rebekah.  Tears started running down her face.  Bette moved closer to Tina but stopped once she sensed they were happy tears.

“Beka?”

“Hi Tina.”

“Oh Beka” Tina ran up to her younger sister, who had risen from the couch when the door had opened, and embraced her in a long awaited hug, “What are you doing here?” Tina sniffled out.

“Long story Tina, let’s get into it later.” Knowing by Tina’s reaction to her that there would be a later.

“Bette, baby come here I want to introduce you to my baby sister Rebekah.”

Bette came over to stand to the right of Tina, brushed her left hand on the small of Tina’s back and extended her right hand to Rebekah.  “Nice to meet you, I know Tina has missed you.”

Beka and Tina released each other long enough for Bette and Beka to shake hands. 

“So Beka, what brings you to LA from Greensboro?”  Tina inquired.

“Tina, the short story is I switched Residency programs after Dad and Mom stopped talking to me.”

Bette was thinking, ‘could another Kennard daughter be gay and be abandoned by her family?’

“Beka, first off what happened?  Secondly, residency program?”

“Well, Mom and Dad found out my boyfriend and I were trying to have a baby and flipped out, not too unlike with you actually.  We weren’t even pregnant and they stopped talking to me, cut me off really.  So I looked into the Obstetrical Residency Programs that had openings and UCLA Medical Center had one spot left.  I am a first year OB resident, I just finished Med School.”

Tina just sat there amazed that her parents would pull the same holier than thou religiosity that they used on her ten years ago, now when her sister was the same age she was when it all hit the fan; they had now done the same to her and to their youngest child.  “I’m so sorry Beka; I never thought they’d do the same thing to you.”