“Do you have to go?” Bette turned around and saw Helena standing there. She sighed and got off the couch. She walked over to Helena and wrapped her arms around her.

“Yeah, this really means a lot to me Helena. I mean this would mean a lot to me and the gallery.” Helena nodded. “I want you to be happy for me.”

“I am happy for you. I just want to be selfish and not care. I just want you here with me and not go.” Bette smiled softly.

“I don’t want to go either, but that’s a chance for me. Before you know it, I’ll be back in your arms.” Helena nodded. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Bette gave a peck and then kissed her softly. She wrapped her arms around her and gave her a hug.  “We can have the two days to ourselves.”

“I like that sound of that.” Bette pulled away and cupped Helena’s face. She smiled and kissed her again.

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            Kit paced back and forth as she waited for Katherine to arrive to pick her up. She looked down at her outfit and took a deep breath. “God, I need a cigarette,” she thought to herself. Kit looked at her watch and sighed.

“Good evening beautiful.” Kit turned around and saw Katherine. A relieve was token off of her shoulders. She smiled and eyed Katherine up and down. A pair of pinned strip slacks and white shirt with black, thin strips. She had her hair pulled up in curls.

“I thought I was a little overdress, but I’m okay.” Kit laughed warmly, and Katherine nodded.

“You look amazing,” Kit had on a lavender dress that came to her knees. It was V-neck, and Katherine went down to her breasts. Kit cleared her throat, and Katherine looked up.

“I’m up here.” Katherine smiled nervously.

“Sorry. Are you ready to go?” Katherine held her arm out. Kit linked it with her.

“Lets.” Katherine smiled as the walked to her old Camaro. “Nice car, oldie.”

“Thank you.” Katherine opened the door for Kit and let her in. She closed the door and walked over to the driver side.

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            Jenny grabbed a hold of her phone and called Elle. Elle was sitting in her apartment and let it ring. She shook her head and continued to watch TV.  Jenny sighed heavily as she got the answering machine. She raked her fingers through her hair and paced back and forth.

“Hey Elle, it’s Jenny. I know you probably don’t want to talk to me, but I’m sorry for the way I acted. I was afraid of losing because of all the things I’ve been through. I really want to talk to you, and I hope that you call me back when you get this. I’m sorryLove you, bye.”

            Jenny sat the phone down and licked her lips. She grabbed her cigarette from the ashtray and took a drag. Elle took a drink of her beer and dropped her head.