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    Collision Course 4.64

     

                Bette led Amy down the stairs, wanting to meet Angelica and Spencer downstairs, maybe get an ice cream covered kiss from her baby girl, “She’s happy,” said Amy.

     

                Bette looked up, “Hmm?” her train of thought broken, “Yes, we are.”

     

                “I’m sorry, if you thought I was honing in on your relationship, I wasn’t.  You have to understand, Jo was, and is, my best friend.  Not my lover, but my best friend, and having her back is comforting in a way I hadn’t thought possible after all these years.”

     

                Bette understood that, she’d always been friends with her lover afterwards, but never before, Amy and Jo had been best friends, then lovers, and now they’d reverted back to being simply friends, “As long as you understand that there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her.”

     

                “I know, and I’m not going to be an obstacle for you,” smiled Amy.  “You’re phone is about to ring.”

     

                “What?” stammered Bette as the phone rang she gave Amy a narrow eyed look.

     

                “Tell Tina I said hello,” grinned Amy wickedly.

     

                “How?” asked Bette as she opened the phone, said hello, then asked Tina to hold on for a moment.  “How?

     

                “It’s a kind of magic…,” sang Amy getting into the convertible, winking and she backed away, an open mouthed Bette watching her leave.

     

                “Hi Tee,” said Bette into the phone, tucking a strand of wind blown hair behind her ear.  Not giving Amy Astin a second thought, just wanting to forget she’d even been there, smooth sailing, that was all that Bette really wanted.

     

                “Hey, how’s our girl?” asked Tina with a wide smile as she started to pack her laptop, because she’d been checking email while relaxing, Quin had gone to work a while before.

     

                “She’s out getting ice cream with Spencer, we painted her beach house room today,” said Bette smiling brightly.

     

                “We?”

     

                “Yes, I did a mural in her room, she wanted clouds, stars, and a teddy bear, and I must admit, the bear looks a little lopsided,” chuckled Bette as she walked along the beach side sidewalk.

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    1. Seems Amy’s moving on, and everyone else is finding a bit of happiness… for now. Things are a bit quiet, I smell trouble… ;) Papi as a hacker, huh? I can dig it. Great update, thanks Janet.

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