Id love to come by and have a look at the nursery.

Bettes voice jumped to life. Please, I need you! I cant decide between Pooh or Clifford!

Tina paused at that. You really do need my help, dont you? she laughed.

Yes. Would you like to come by in about an hour? I was going to make lasagna.

Tina loved Bettes homemade lasagna. Bette was fully aware of this. She had done a little extra planning for the evening.

Count me in. Say, five – thirty?

Bette dumped her remaining soda down the drain.

Its a date. She immediately realized what she had said, but didnt want to take it back. She meant it.

Tina smiled. Okay. See you in a bit.

Bette stopped her just in time. Tina?

Yes?

Imreally looking forward to seeing you tonight.

Tina was beginning to feel flush. She had missed Bette so much. She wanted desperately to forgive her, but could she actually do it?

Im looking forward to seeing you too. Ive missed you, Bette.

Jenny walked over to her car. She had received an applause for her story. She was definitely going to like this group. She moved to open the door, when a voice appeared from behind.

Jenny, a short, tiny framed woman shouted, hey, wait up!

Taylor, right? Jenny asked.

Right. I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed your story. Taylor twiddled her thumbs behind her back.

Thanks. I loved your story about the girl who ran away from home. I could really relate to it.

Taylor looked at the ground. Thanks, Jenny. So, your coming back next week, arent you?

Jenny took a minute to think about it. Yeah, I think I will. I had a really great time tonight.

Awesome! Hey, do you think you might be interested in getting together some timeto critique each others work? Taylor waited expectantly.

Maybe. Jenny smiled.

Ok. Heres my number, Taylor scribbled it onto a small note pad, then ripped the sheet out of its spirals and handed it to Jenny, here you go. You can call anytime. Taylors eyes lingered upon Jenny. She was totally hitting on her.

Thanks, Taylor. Ill call you. Jenny opened the door to her Dotson.

Catch you later, Taylor waved as she walked to her car. It was a Harley. Jenny became intrigued. She watched her slip on her helmet, rev up the engine and blast off into the night.

Bye.