"So I’m guessing you’re trying to get Carmen back?"

"You know it. I just… I can’t really fuction well without her," she paused for a second to search the floor for something, anything. It wasn’t the fact that she felt uncomfortable talking about it, it was just… she needed something drawl on for a second’s peace."What about you and Tina? Are ya’ll trying to work it out? I mean, the two of you are still my favorite lezzy couple."

"No, actually, Tina has gone completely straight and is getting married in a few months. His name is Henry."

The statement seemed like it had been repeated all too much, but the pain of Bette’s voice was still apparent."Oh, well I’m sorry, B. But damn, I wasn’t expecting Tina to go straight. I must of stepped into some sort of fucking twilight zone. Ya’ll are still friends, right?"

"Of course we are, and I also get to see Angelica on the weekends. It’s really pleasant, but I guess there are times when I wish things were the way the were, or suppose to be."

"Yeah, don’t we all. But," pausing to clear her throat," do you think I could stay with you for a couple nights. You see, I was going to be getting a hotel room and stay there. And seeing as it only had the brightest people to service me, I was put on a waiting list because all the rooms were taken. So… yeah. I’m homeless for right now."

"You know you can, Shane. What about your stuff?"

"Oh, it’s back at the hotel parking lot with my jeep. I can go get it in the morning anyhow."

"Well, I’m feeling a bit tired and I’ve got some work that needs to be finished; so when you feel right come over and I’ll have the guest room ready for you."

"Aw, you don’t have to do that. I could just sleep on the couch."

"No, I insist. Your sleeping in a bed, alright, Shane? So, when your ready just come on, I’ll leave the door open for you, okay?"

"Okay," speaking sofly as she finally looked up towards Bette with a small smile of thanks," and Bette?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you," as she nodded towards her dear friend once she finally began to walk out of the house Shane had called home so many years ago. Looking around, she sighed heavily knowing that tommorow was going to be even harder and even more painful. Not noticing her clenched fists, she opened them to look at her life lines weathered within her palms. Studying her hands, she remembered the time when she was a teenager and went to the carnival. Shane was so messed up, along with her friends too. And when they went to see this palm reader, all of them we’re just going to check it out, see if it was fraud like the rest of the things there. The gypsy read everybody’s palm, but Shane remembered exactly what she said for hers." You will live a life of longing and of misguidance. It will be short and distasteful, you will die alone." Shane remembered how freaked she was to hear that woman speak of her so bluntly, to the point where she actually believed what she said. So the the next day she went and overdosed on some triple c’s. But Shane didn’t want to do that anymore, use drugs and alcohol to free her pain and release her sufferings. She didn’t want to run and hide like the coward she had been her whole life. Wanting to not only face her past, but her present and get to have a better future. And in that future, she wanted to have Carmen in it. Because without her, there wouldn’t be any worth trying.