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    Complicated – Chapter 2 : Pick-Nick

    Bette: I’m trying to find it out.

    I: You want some help from me?

    We smile at each other and we begin talking about what it could be. After a while…

    I: Maybe it’s the amount of reasons you need to know if you are in love with someone.

    Bette looked deep in thought.

    Bette: I think it could be it…

    Mom calls us that we are going to eat so I stand up and I help Bette up. When I touch her hand I feel an electric wave traveling through my body. She looks like she felt it to but we have no time to think about it because Melvin calls we really need to come. We sit down on the blanket. Kit tells us she made sandwiches with cheese, ham and tuna. There was coke, lemonade and beer.

    I: Mom, can I PLEASE have a beer.

    Doria: No, you are way too young.

    Bette: And… If she shares it with me?

    Doria: Melvin?

    Melvin: Only one, you got that?

    Bette: Yes, dad.

    Bette takes the beer and opens it. She offers it to me. I take a sip and hands it at her. She drinks and I am wondering how it would be to touch those full, red lips. ‘Stop it,’ I think to myself ‘You can’t think about that.’ I take a sandwich with ham. Melvin moves closer to Mom and kisses her.

    Helena: Oh, please… Leave the kissing for when I’m not eating…

    Melvin smiles at Helena.

    Melvin: You don’t have a boyfriend Helena?

    Helena looked surprised that her mother hadn’t told him she was gay.

    Helena: You don’t know I’m a lesbian? I have a girlfriend.

    Melvin looked shocked.

    Melvin: You are gay?

    Helena: I am.

    Melvin: Well, you aren’t my daughter so I’m not the one to say something about it but if you were my daughter I wouldn’t be proud about it.

    I see Bette looking hurt. Why? I ask myself.

    Doria: I don’t have a problem with my daughter being gay. I love her and nothing can make me love her less. Her girlfriend is a sweet girl.

    Kit: So, Helena, What’s your girl’s name?

    Helena smiles.

    Helena: Dusty. Dusty Perr.

    Helena looks proud and I smile at my sister’s happiness.

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