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Tina frowned, but it quickly dawned on her that Bette probably had no clue about modern social media. ”Oh, it’s a photo and video sharing social networking service. Everyone is obsessed about it these days.”
Tina pondered over Bette’s question. ”I check it out once in a while.”
Another pause followed on the other end of the line. ”Is there a reason you want to post a photo of us together?”
”Um, no,” Tina said, taken aback. ”Look, if you don’t like the idea, I won’t post anything. I just wanted to share you with my friends. I don’t want to hide you.”
”Sounds awful, to be honest.”
Tina rolled her eyes, thinking that she had been right about Bette’s reaction. ”Whatever. Forget about it.”
”No, it’s fine. Post it if you want.”
Tina shook her head. ”I’ve changed my mind, so I don’t want to post anything anymore.”
Bette let out a sigh. ”Tee, I have to work. See you soon, okay?”
”Yep. Bye,” Tina said and hung up.
Closing her laptop, Tina walked over to the sink and put the empty cup and plate into it. While she was washing dishes, she regretted asking Bette’s opinion. No matter how childish it was, she felt annoyed by Bette’s reaction, even though she had always known that her and Bette’s attitude to privacy were different. Bette just wasn’t the person to enjoy attention of other people or go around and flaunt herself, whereas Tina had no strong feelings about sharing some aspects of her life with friends.
Shaking off her irritation, Tina concluded that Bette was right – there was no reason to post a photo of them together on social media, because their relationship was nobody’s business, especially given the fact how prying and gossipy some women around the community could get.
As Tina was wiping her hands with a towel, there came a knock on the door. Wondering who might it be to show up uninvited, Tina scurried across the living room to the front door. When she opened it, she came face to face with four unfamiliar men standing on her porch.
”Good day, Ms. Kennard. My name is Franklin Phillips. I’m a supervising parole officer for the United States District Court at Los Angeles,” a chubby, gray-haired man said, flashing his ID.