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    Midnight

    Tina laughed, and Bette tried her best to keep her mouth from twitching further upwards into a smile.

    “You know that I accepted for us both and that I want to spend New Year’s Eve with you. And I get it – you hate going out on New Year’s Eve. But Bette, it’s a part of my job now to be social. I need you to come with me.”

    “What about Angelica?”

    “I have a sitter in mind. She’ll be fine.”

    Bette sighed in defeat. It was no use arguing this stuff with Tina.

    “Well. I suppose I could wear my new dress. I haven’t had a chance to wear it out yet.”

    “Excellent!” Tina looked pleased. “I knew you would come around, babe. We’ve never spent New Year’s apart the years we were together.”

    “I know.” Bette didn’t say so, but she’d have much rather spent New Year’s with Tina than apart, even if Tina was going to try to persuade her to go to Times Square. Jonah lived in a swanky penthouse and would undoubtedly be giving a tasteful little fête and serving excellent champagne. There were worse ways to spend an evening. What could go wrong?

    ***

    Bette was sitting at her dressing table, applying the finishing touches to her makeup as Angelica stood nearby, watching.

    Bette cast a sidelong glance at her daughter in the mirror. “You ought to be in bed, young lady. It’s past your bedtime.”

    “I want to watch you get ready!” Angie said, picking up a tube of Bette’s lipstick and taking the cap off to study the color.

    Bette gently took the lipstick from Angie and set it back down on the table. “Alright, but you have to get into bed soon.”

    “I will,” Angie said. Bette smiled at her and put on a favorite pair of diamond earrings Tina had given her a few years ago.

    “You look pretty, Mama,” Angie said. “Like the pictures in Vogue.”

    Bette raised an eyebrow. “Angie how do you even know what Vogue is? You’re in the first grade.”

    “It’s a book of pictures. Mommy showed me it. Can I wear makeup too?”

    Bette laughed. “I don’t think so sweetie. Little girls can’t wear makeup until they’re all grown up.”

    Comments

    1. So sweet, but Tina should have just let Bette stay home since she was running late and they could have brought in the New Year in a whole different way.

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