And now sitting here on the sofa crying Bette felt abandoned by everyone. Curling up on the sofa she wondered what to do now that she as home. Reaching up Bette wiped her nose and sighed.where were people when you need them. Bette sat up, tomorrow she resolved. Tomorrow she was going to go into work and catch up. Tomorrow was Sunday and the place would be quiet. Even though Saturday the gallery was supposed to be open Bette closed it for the day to be with Tina. Getting up and rubbing her eyes Bette regretted that. She wasnt used to feeling so enamored for someone, then an instant later angry at them, and an instant later hating them and an instant later loving them. The whole thing wearied Bette out and she wanted to just be around someone else, have different company, see her friends. Bette took out her cell phone and sitting at the table again called Aliceshe answered with a quick hello. At hearing Bette Alice went into a tiradeshe was calling Bette for two days straight. Apparently Alice was going to a new ***** nightclub and wanted to bring Bette along. Desperate for a friend Bette said she would meet her there; jotting down the address Bette hung up and went into the bedroom to get ready.

Feeling excited and a lot less burdened Bette sped down the streets in her Saab listening to the radio. Bette was feeling a lot better. She was going to work all day tomorrow and catch up, and she was meeting Marina, Alice, and Jackie for drink at the new nightclub. Jackie Morales was a new friend of Bettes introduced to her by an aqquantice…immediantly hitting it off the two of them often discussed art and literature. Very well-read Jackie impressed Bette with her tactful and objective analysis of acclaimed books. Bette was going to be around people, people other than Tina. It was like a huge relief; she ***** adored T but realized she needed space as much as Tina did.
Parking Bette got out and immediately like the look after the place. Slightly seedy but blaring with music and wonderfully designed. Opening the door a gush of heat greeted her, wowthere were so many people here packed like sardines. Bette weaved her way across the floor and spotted her friendstrotting over Alice met her with a ferocious hug. Bette was elated; it was like a breath of fresh air. And after much prodding from her friends Bette told them about Tina leaving out their fight. Alice asked why Bette didnt bring her.Bette dodged the question and said she was going to get a drink. While waiting Bette looked sideways.beside her stood a pale skinny young scraggly haired woman holding a scotch and looking at the dancers. Bette looked at her again and then took her drink; she glanced again and saw the woman turn to her commentating about how packed the place was. Nodding Bette sipped her screwdriver, and then pointed out if the woman ever saw Ani Difranco in concert. She was wearing a black t-shirt with a raging ani strumming the guitar, she looked down and a grin appeared on her face. No but shes pretty sexythe woman looked at Bette and laughedher voice was deep and husky and her laugh was contagious, Bette smiled and put out her handIm Bette Porter.the woman nodded and took it, her shake was firm. ShaneShane McCutchion.