Part 5

Bette refused to give up. Tina had finally given in. And at last they were on their way to the exciting wonderful romantic country, Italy. Tuscany, Tuscany, Bette repeated over and over. This has got to be the answer, if not what was? She had thought about praying, but it wasn’t something she had done much of. Maybe she should have more often. As a child she was told many different things about God. Out of everything, the one thing that stuck in her mind was a saying she heard from her mother. You pray in your time, she would say. God will answer in his. Remembering this, Bette questioned how long it would take and if he would even answer her. Even so, with a troubled mind and fighting back her fear, she prayed. It was a simple prayer, God she said, forgive me for what I’ve done and more important, help Tina forgive me. A tear fell from her eye as she rolled over to face Tina lying next to her. She finished the prayer by saying; God please help me forgive myself, amen.

Tina stretched and yawned as she pulled herself from the bed and made her way into the bath room. Monday morning was here and all too soon. Sunday had been a blur. Bette and Tina spent the day arranging travel plans. They had decided to leave on the 9^{th of October and planned a ten day visit which meant they would return on the 19th.}

“Baby,” where are my keys, please tell me you have seen them.

Tina who was brushing her teeth, spit and yelled back. I have not seen them.

“Damn! What did I do with them? Bette screams, as she runs through the house searching frantically. If I don’t find them soon, I’m going be late, Tee can you help me look.

“Hello! Tina stood in front of Bette dangling the keys.

“Where were they? She asked snatching them up.

“You left them in your jacket pocket yesterday, Tina reminded her. Remember we went jogging.

“Okay, yeah,” Bette looked less stressed. “I got to go,” she bolted for the door.

“B, is something bothering you?” Tina asked, as she followed her.