"I’m up for anything," Shane added. "This is my first time here. I’d love what the city has to offer."  Shane smiled as she brought her cup to her lips.

"Sounds good," Alice noted.

The women continued with breakfast and gossiped like old times.

——

"Bette, it would be faster if you took the Path into the city. It will only take 10 minutes, 15 the most."

"I know, but I’m going see Joyce in mid-town."

"Okay then. I’ll see you at one." Tina tucked Bette’s hair behind her ear. She looked at her, taking in the color Bette got while she walked the beach. "Love you."

"Love you too," Bette replied. She gave Tina a quick kiss on the lips that drew "aaawws" from the three women watching from the sidewalk. Bette looked over Tina’s shoulders and eyed the three women. "Behave yourselves."

"Yes, of course." Shane noted.

"What? We’re in the city. Are you crazy?" Alice replied.

Dana jostled Alice’s shoulder. "Yes, Bette."

Bette chuckled and gave the blonde another quick kiss. "I’ll see you later baby." Bette climbed in the back of the taxi and Tina wave. Once settled in the cab, she removed the brown manila envelope from her tote and pulled out the divorce papers.

———

Attorney Joyce Wishnia removed her reading glasses from her face and tossed it on her desk. She leaned back on her leather chair and pushed the chair way from her mahogany desk. She rotated her chair and stared up at the many framed certificates and awards that lined one wall of her office. She pulled open the bottom drawer of her desk and took three Velcro balls from its place. She held balls in her hands before turn to look at the beautiful brunette. "Well, Bette. It looks like everything is in order." She threw one ball over Bette’s head. The ball sailed in the air and landed on "The Vagina" art work hanging on the wall behind Bette. "Andrea wants a few of the art pieces that you bought together and basically that’s it. She doesn’t want alimony…just the divorce. You just need to sign the papers and that’s it."

"That’s it?" Bette asked. "Sign the papers and I’m divorced."

"That’s it. It’s as simple as that."

"She doesn’t want a settlement…just artwork?"

"That’s it." Joyce rolled her chair to her desk. She turned a few papers. "Just sign here, here and here and you’re free."

"Free…" Free to be with Tina. Free to marry Tina  "Free…"