Ill be back. Shane says as she stands up and walks out.

What? Wait. How come Shane can just walk out like that? She needs to stay here. She has to explain things when they tell us about Bette. What am I going to do now? I cant take this. I need some fresh air. I stand up and follow Shane out of the room. Down the hall I notice the sign for the restroom and decide to go in there to splash some cold water on my face. I walk in the door and step aside for an older woman to walk past.

Thank you, she says as she walks out.

I walk to the sink and turn on the cold water. Rinsing my face, I look into the mirror. My eyes are forlorn and moist. I dry my face and turn around. Walking to the end of the room I come to the final stall. The oversized stall stands open allowing me to see a chair. I walk in and close the door. I sit down and rest my face into my hands. Without further thought or action I begin to weep. I weep for my own circumstanceI weep for Tinaand I weep for Bette. I need my group of friends togetherthe group that helped my with my Lara situationthe group that helped me when my parents shunned me.

I hear the door open but quickly return my sorrow.

Dana, I hear Alice softly call my name.

I look up quickly to see her sympathetic eyes. Alice, I say, wiping my tears away. I sniff to clear my nose as she lowers herself in front of me. Her touch is soft and warm on my knees. What are you doing here?

Looking for you, she tells me. We have to keep believing that shell be okay. We cant let ourselves think anything different. Her words are comforting, but Im still torn apart for my close group of friends.

I know. Itits justI dont know what well do ifif shes not. I meanBettes always the one that comes up with a plan. What are we gonna doyou knowabout Tonya?