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“Does Tina know that?” Bette wondered. Was it her place to bring it up? To even go there? No, that ship had sailed. Tina was no longer interested in anything Bette had to say. Bette shook her head. She realized she had not really thought about Tina in quite a while. At least not in this fashion. Yes, she missed Tina and yes, she loved Tina and yes, she still dreamed about Tina. But always from the standpoint of the loss of Tina. The loss of her love. The loss of her promise of forever. The loss of her vow. This was different. This was much, much different. In Canada, Thanksgiving was celebrated in October. American Thanksgiving was not even recognized. It was just a regular work week. Tina had to take three days off from work to manufacture a make shift celebration in Toronto. Tina’s hard line with Angie simply made no sense. Like it or not, Bette was going to call Tina today and her ex-wife was going to listen to what Bette had to say.
Bette knew she was beginning to adopt a tone and she would have to keep that in check and tread very lightly. She had done the work, gone through so much introspection and was now at a very good place in her life. She had finally accepted that for reasons she would never know or comprehend Tina had left them and moved on. And now? Now Tina was marrying another. Bette let out a deep breath. Emotions were powerful forces. Bette had to compartmentalize her thoughts and she absolutely had to remember the difference between her emotions and her feelings. Tina leaving remained hard, no, impossible to understand. The next to nil information surrounding Tina’s leaving most certainly had elicited an emotional reaction. Bette would have to keep control of her state of mind, try to be the master of her emotion. She had to keep her personal confusion out of the conversation. Mindfully deal with the matter at hand. And that matter was Angie.
Although Angie loved and missed her Mama Tee, she also repeatedly lamented that she had little desire to travel to Toronto. Especially over a holiday not even celebrated. With Kit’s death, the election and Angie’s schedule, Tina had not forced many trips. Angie was now a junior in high school with lots of friends and school work and activities. And she loved her volunteer work at the day care center and the Saturday job at the gallery. It wasn’t much but the extra spending money gave Angie a real sense of worth and independence. Angie was motivated and driven like both of her mothers. As such she had very little free time. And Angie was in all advanced placement classes at school. Her teachers did not let up just because there was a playoff game or a holiday. Angie would be most assuredly be swamped with school work and projects over the Thanksgiving break. This was another reason Angie did not want to travel.