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Chapter 44 Thanksgiving
A month later
Tina’s bedroom, early morning: The shower is running and Bette is alone in bed, still sleeping when the phone rings … once … twice. She covers her face with her pillow. The phone continues to ring.
Bette – Why isn’t the answering machine picking it up?
She answers the phone, still lying down.
Bette – Hello?
Tina’s mom frowns.
Mrs. Kennard – Tina?!
Bette’s eyes widen and she sits up straight in bed.
Bette – Uh …
She places a hand on her forehead.
Bette – Tina is in the shower … Do you want to leave a message?
Mrs. Kennard – Who is this?
Bette – Uh …
She raises the pitch of her voice.
Bette – … the help … I’m the help!
Mrs. Kennard – The help?
The brunette winces.
Bette – I do the cleaning …
Mrs. Kennard – Oh … I didn’t know that Tina had hired someone.
Bette shakes her head in frustration.
Mrs. Kennard – Could you please ask Tina to call her mom? Nothing serious, but we have played phone tag lately.
Bette – OK.
Mrs. Kennard – Thank you … your name is?
Bette – Uh … Alice!
Mrs. Kennard – Thank you, Alice! Have a good day!
Bette – Thank you, ma’am!
She hangs up and shouts.
Bette – Fuuuck! You are not at home, you fucking idiot!
The Kennard’s living room, mid-morning: Mrs. Kennard hangs up still frowning and looking thoughtful when her husband walks in.
Mr. K. – Did you talk to her?
Mrs. K. – No …
Mr. K. – Whom were you talking to?
Mrs. K. – Did you know … that Tina hired a maid?
Mr. K. – No. Why?
Mrs. K. – Because she has. I just talked to her … Alice.
She remains pensive.
Mrs. K. – But I … I could swear that I heard her before. She sounded so familiar.
Mr. Kennard looks curious.
Mr. K. – How familiar?
Mrs. K. – I don’t know. It just felt like déjà vu when she said hello. She reminds me of someone. Don’t you hate when this happens?
Mr. K. – Where was Tina?
Mrs. K. – In the shower.
Mr. Kennard raises his eyebrow.
Mr. K. – Well … she will call later.
He walks away.
Tina’s bedroom, early morning: Tina comes out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel while Bette is still sitting in bed looking frustrated.