“Hey, Kit.” I say, awaiting the news she so desperately has to tell me. God, I hope she’s not pregnant again. I don’t think I could handle her having another abortion if I have some say so in it. Technically, I am her sister in law. “What’s up?” I ask moments later.

“Get down here immediately…you’ll never guess who I have standing beside me.” I become clueless, my mind coming to a halt. I can’t imagine who’s the mysterious person standing to her side, but I know the person has to be famous or maybe someone close to her like, David perhaps.

“Who is it?” I ask, awaiting a response, while Alice continues to look puzzled and almost pale. What the fuck had gotten into her.

“Marina! She’s here, girl.” Kit shouts full of cheerfulness.

“Get the fuck out of here!” I almost drop my cell and had to grasp it before my sweaty fingers freed it the device on their own. “When did she get in?”

“Today, I think, I don’t remember. Anyway, she’s moving back to L.A. girl. Girl, she divorced her husband, left her girlfriend, and now she’s after Jenny.”

“Whoa, whoa, married? To who?”

“Count Dracula!”

“Who the fuck is count Dracula?” I ask sounding lost and out of place. I knew Marina got down with different types of women, but I’ve never known of her to be bi sexual. The thought actually made me smile, because she hid it all so well.

“He’s the man who sold us the planet. Apparently, he and Marina were married on the low. And now they’re divorced.”

“Wow!” I reply nearly losing my breath. “I wasn’t expecting to hear this but I’m happy for her. I’m pleased to have her back in L.A. She was missed dearly.”

“Tell me about it. So, are you coming down to visit?”

I think about what she’s asking me and smile at what I have planned for the evening. “I have something better than that, how about you and Marina come by Henry’s tonight at eight. He left me the house for the night and you know what that means.”

“One word-party”

“I’ll see you then.”

~Bette’s house~

BP—did she get my message? Damn. What’s taking her so long? I’m fucking heated. Of all words in the world, how come she had to call Jodi, mommy? Did I do something wrong to deserve that type of response? Maybe it’s my father punishing me for not going after Tina instead of Jodi. Maybe that was his way of making it hard for me to explain to Angie that Tina and I are her mothers and how Jodi is just a girlfriend. They’re two different elements with two different solutions. How the fuck did I end up letting this happen? Fuck! And look at her (Jodi) she’s cheesing like those kids on a Kraft commercial. Ha-ha! The fucking jokes on me, eh? Where the fuck is Tina?