*Tina*

It’s strange to think about it like this, the morning after. It’s hard to understand that Kathy is really married, that she has a husband. My baby girl is all grown up, and it all went way too fast. I’m happy for her, she deserves to be happy after her troubled teenage years. But in a way I’m actually quite disappointed. I’m disappointed that she got married in Paris, and that I didn’t get to be there. I mean, shouldn’t her mom be a part of the wedding? I don’t think we’ll get to experience a wedding of our daughters, as I don’t think of Clara as the marrying type. Sure, that can change, but I have a feeling it won’t. Clara has too strong opinions about this, and I’ve gotten the impression that she’s against weddings. I don’t know why, I mean if I could’ve married Bette I would’ve, in a heartbeat.

My thoughts are interrupted by Bette moving closer to me and wrap her arms around me.

“What are you thinking about?” She asks as and looks seriously at me.

I smile at her. “I don’t think Clara will get married.”

Bette look surprised. “I hope not, she’s way to young!” she grins at me.

“Very funny.” I meant to be sarcastic, but can’t help getting a smile on my lips.

Bette leans closer to me and place a kiss on my lips. “You think too much.” She says and lay down her head on my shoulder.

“I know.” I sigh and stroke her hair. “Hey, by the way, how do you think we should punish Clara?”

Bette sighs. “Actually, I think we should let her away with it this time. Just tell her that she can talk to us about anything, and that she doesn’t have to hide her girlfriends to us.”

I smile at her. “That doesn’t really sound like you.”

“No, I know, but let’s give it a try, I don’t want history to repeat itself. I don’t want to go through everything that we went through with Kathy again.”

I kiss Bette’s head. “Okay.”

*Clara*

Next time I wake up time is 11.30 am. I get out of bed and put on some clothes before walking down the stairs to find the others eating breakfast.