“What ever you’re sellin’ I don’t damn well want it.” A gruff voice spoke loudly and menacingly.

            “Hi, I’m Bette Porter. I therapist in the Bradford Building which your daughter Shane has been seeing Dr. Foxworthy in. I just phoned to say she is staying with me and since you indeed threw your daughter out if you would be interested in putting her in Foster Care and she’ll live with me.” There was dead silence and Bette could hear the heavy breathing of the man on the other end.

            “Listen, she’s a dyke. You don’t want her. She causes trouble. She lies, she’s dirty, and she’s a defective human being just like the rest of them homosexuals.” He said in a rough and low tone. Bette felt her anger flare but she kept her cool.

            “Sir, I think otherwise. I’m willing to give her a home. And I don’t care if she is gay. She can live with me. All you really have to do is sign some papers and she will be out of your life. You won’t have to worry.” She said softly to him. Again there was more heavy breathing.

            “Will I have to pay you anything Miss. Prissy?” Bette was ready to rip the mans head off but again, she calmed herself although it took great restraint to not blast this stupid, bigot man to the moon.

            “Not at all. I think that I make enough money to provide for us and send her to school.” The man on the other end of the line made an animalistic noise then sighed.

            “Fine. Have her. We sure as hell don’t want her. Fax me the forms and I’ll sign’em.” He finished. Things began to filter into Bette’s mind and her mouth began to move before her brain fully processed her proposal.

            “We will have to meet in court to be honest, because I plan to adopt Shane just to make it easier for you. She will have no part of your life and you won’t have to worry about a thing.”

            “Fine, that’s fine. I don’t care. I’ll show up. Set a date. Just get her off my hands and I’m happy. Actually I’m ecstatic. I’ll thank you afterwards.” After things were more discussed, they hung up. Shane stood by the patio doors and watched Bette sitting by the pool. Bette thought about everything she just said and suddenly a bright, wide smiled graced her features as she stared into the baby blue of the pool. The light that reflected through the water bounced off everything and it seemed so angelic and perfect. Shane walked up to Bette who didn’t notice at first but then jumped in surprise as Shane wrapped her arms firmly around Bette’s neck.