"Ok, ok." She turns the wheel and drives off honking her horn two times. I wave until I can no longer see her. For a second I thought I saw her dodge something but it was just my eyes playing tricks on me. My attention broke from Tina at the sound of my front door closing. Jodi was coming my way.

"Is everything ok?" She asked me while wrapping her arms around me. I smile with hope that things are settled between me and Tina. I nod my head.

"Yes…"I reply taking her under my wing and heading back inside.

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TK–The drive home was quick. I was at Henry’s in no time and I thought repeatedly about out relationship as I sat outside in the car. I didn’t want to go inside because I’d have to face the man I picked over the Bette and to be honest it wasn’t worth it. I think because I was yearning to be fucked by a man was the reason I feel for Henry in the first place. He had a good size cock, broad shoulders, and there was something about his masculine body that turned me on. But, now I’m turned off from him. When he tries to touch me, I can’t get wet anymore. When he tries to kiss me, I can’t help thinking about women…it’s like it’s the only way I can get off. I don’t mean to sound cocky, but I’m more than some ten second fuck! I miss making love to Bette or vice versa because she always had this way of reminding me who I was with or what happening between she and I. The connection we shared was passionate and beautiful. I miss the candle lit setting she would create, along with the sounds of jazz music in the distance. As I think about her, I can still smell her perfume, I can still feel her touch…her innocence. I know she’s with Jodi, but I also know that she isn’t in love with Jodi…or is she? Nooo, I doubt it, but I know she still loves me and I still love her, but I have to do something about this lonliness I’m feeling. I think that if I met someone then maybe, I forgot about Bette for now and start loving someone else. Maybe…Anyway, the social worker is suppossed to be coming to Bette’s house on Monday and today is Wednesday…I wonder what I’ll have planned for the rest of the week. But, with the help of Alice and Shane, maybe they’ll be able to help me find a woman whose fit to suit my needs. I, Tina Kennard, will stand up and make a vow to meet someone that suits me and completes me fully. I will not sit here and do nothing with myself. I’m attractive, smart, and funny. I have a beautiful daughter and she’s the love of my life. I smile at myself in the mirror. I can do this. No! I will do this. Oh, shit! I’m suppossed to call Bette. I find my cell in my purse and dial 9–speed dial.

"T?…"

"I’m home, Bette."

"Good, I was worried that something was wrong. Are you ok?"

I’m getting there, I think. Am I ok? I think so. I shake off the thoughts of me and Bette being together and her being with Jodi and liven up a bit. "I’m fine, thanks for asking."

"No problem. So, what do you have planned for tomorrow?"

"Work and then afterwards, who knows? Maybe I might bump into someone while I’m taking a stroll through the park."

"Maybe…" She replies in my ear. Is she really over me? God, I’m starting to make myself sick. Get over it, Tina. You and Bette are done!

"I know. Look, I’m about to go to bed, so I’ll call you tomorrow"

"Alright–" I didn’t wait for her to finish her sentence before I hung up on her. I wasn’t trying to be rude, but I couldn’t handle hearing her right now, besides, it’s about me. It’s time I got up off my butt and did something instead of always complaining. Come tomorrow, I’ll be a brand new Tina.