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    Tina: He is really good with little kids.

    Bette beamed.

    Bette: He is. He wants to become kindergarten teacher.

    Tina: Really? That’s not a usual dream for a teenage boy…

    Bette: Maybe not but I think he will be very good at it. I also think he will like that he will be surrounded by women.

    They smiled.

    Tina: Does he have a girlfriend?

    Bette: Yeah, he does. She is 15.

    Tina: 2 years older, huh? His friends will think it’s cool I guess.

    Bette: Probably.

    Fabian walked into the kitchen and had heard a piece of the conversation.

    Fabian: Talking about my love life, Mom?

    Bette raised her eyebrows.

    Bette: Are you really calling it ‘love life’?

    Fabian grinned.

    Fabian: I can’t call it sex life… yet.

    Bette was in shock. Tina tried to stifle a giggle attack.

    Bette: Excuse me?

    Fabian was still grinning.

    Fabian: You heard me.

    He walked to the fridge and took out a bottle of water.

    Fabian: Is it okay if I go to Delilah now?

    Bette: I don’t know…

    Fabian moved closer to his Mom and laid his hand on her shoulder.

    Fabian: Oh, Mommy, I was just kidding about the sex life-thing. Can I please go to Delilah now?

    Bette: After dinner okay? It’s already 7.30PM, we should eat soon.

    Tina: Take-out?

    Bette: Yep, what do you want, ba… Tina?

    Fabian: And Mom, I know you two are an item okay… You can call her babe or baby or whatever…

    Bette turned a shade of red, Fabian laughed loud and walked out of the kitchen. Now Tina was laughing to.

    Bette: Don’t laugh at me.

    Tina: Your son is incredible.

    Bette: Oh, he got that treat from his mother.

    Tina: Really? Was she that bad?

    Bette: She was worse, now, what do you want to eat?

    Tina: Chinese?

    Bette: Sure…

    Bette walked to the phone and ordered the take-out while Tina walked to the living room where Fabian, Patricia and Nathaniel where watching T.V. Tina walked up to them and sat between her kids and lay her arm around each of their shoulders.

    Nathaniel: Mommy, who is the woman?

    Tina: That’s Bette baby.

    Nathaniel: A bed? That’s a weird name…

    Tina and Fabian chuckled.

    Tina: No, she isn’t called after a bed baby. It’s a nickname.

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