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Bette fell asleep not long after. Tina went into the kitchen to clean up after breakfast. After a little while Angie comes down and joins Tina in the kitchen.
“Hey mom.” She says and takes a seat at the kitchen island.
“Hey, sweetie.” Tina replies smiling as she cleans the island surface.
“Can I borrow a car and go over to Jordi’s?” Angie asks. “She’s home from her grandma.” She adds.
“Sure, sweetie. But drive carefully. No speeding.” Tina replies.
“I won’t. I’ll be home tonight. Don’t know when.” Angie says as she runs out. Tina smiles and shakes her head and continues to clean. After a while, Bette walks into the kitchen.
“Hey.” Bette says and takes a seat at the island. Tina gives a her a smile.
“Hey.” Tina replies as she put the washcloth down and moves around to take a seat next to Bette.
“How are you doing Tina?” Bette asks as she takes her hand in hers.
“I’m okay. I should be asking you that question.” Tina replies as she looks down on their joined hands.
“Well, there’s no reason why we can’t both look out for each other.” Bette says and lift Tina’s hand and softly place a kiss on the palm of her hand.
“Well, true.” Tina let’s out a soft chuckle. “I called a therapist today. My first appointment is tomorrow morning.” Tina says and looks into Bette’s eyes waiting for her reaction.
“That’s great Tee.” Bette replies as she put a stray hair behind Tina’s ear.
“It’s about time don’t you think?” Tina says as she stands up and walks over to the fridge. “You want anything to drink?” She asks.
“Apple juice.” Bette replies. Tina takes it out together with sparkling water for herself, she takes out the glasses and sit back down.
“Are you hungry?” Tina asks after looking at Bette for a few minutes. She sees the tiredness in her ex-wife.
“No, I’m good. But I am tired, so I should go back to laying down.” Bette says and slowly stands up.
“Okay, come on.” Tina says and jumps off the chair and guide Bette back to the couch.
“Stay with me?” Bette whisper.
“Sure.” Tina replies and takes a seat on the floor beside Bette’s face. She pulled some pillows down to sit on.