“I’ve sort of followed Dana’s career. Even went to a few tournaments when she played in at the Garden.” Tina admitted. She glanced briefly at Bette. “But I never approached her to say hi…it would have been too awkward coming out from nowhere.” Tina had regretted not keeping in touch with her friends once she left Los Angeles. It wasn’t their fault over what happened, she figured back then if she was going to get a new start, she had to break all contact with them and that especially included Bette.

“If you made the effort of going to see her play, you should have made the effort to seeing her. I’m sure she would have welcomed you.”

“I know, it’s just…” Tina didn’t continue. “So Dana and Alice…when did that start?”

“I think when we were going through our thing.” Bette sighed.

“Really? Alice never said anything.”

“She admitted to me years later that she was coming back from kissing Dana, when she found you in her apartment.” Bette looked at the passing scenery. “Do you mind if I close my eyes on the way to the house? I’m tired all of a sudden.”

“Are you okay? Do you want me to pull over?” Tina asked as she switched lanes, moving to the slower lane in case she needed to pull over to the shoulder.

“I’m fine, just tired with Alice interrupting our sleep.” Bette faked a yawn. She didn’t want to think about the “thing” she eluded to just moments ago.

Tina could see Bette pulling back. She took Kit’s advice about needing to talk. “Would you like to talk later? You know, when we get to the house.”

Bette turned to Tina. “Sure, that would be fine.” Bette pulled her large sunglasses from her purse and put them on. The tint was dark enough where it could be detected if her eyes were open or close. She observed Tina as the blonde drove along the highway. She took note of Tina biting her bottom lip. Tina glanced at her quickly. Bette closed her eyes just as quick and was soon asleep.

Tina drove in silence. She didn’t turn the radio or the iPod on. On occasion during the drive she would steal glances at the brunette seated next to her. She remembered exactly the night or morning Bette was talking about when Alice found her. She and Bette had gotten physical after Bette found out about Oscar. Bette had sent her home the night of Provocation after seeing her talking to Oscar, saw the way Oscar placed his hand on the small of her back, saw the way Oscar tucked the wayward hair behind her ear as they talked and just like that Bette knew.