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    Midnight

    “T, where are you? You should have been here ages ago!”

    “There was some kind of accident on this street, they’ve closed the road and diverted the traffic.”

    “Oh, no. Poor thing. You must be going insane.”

    “Not really, I’ve been playing Angry Birds. I finally beat that one level.”

    Bette had to laugh. Tina was so silly sometimes. “Do you even know where you are?”

    “Somewhere on Park.”

    “Wouldn’t it be quicker for you to get out and walk?”

    Tina snorted. “Uh, no. It wouldn’t. This isn’t LA, babe. Besides, the sidewalks are loaded with people who already had that idea. I’ll be there soon.”

    “You said that 45 minutes ago!”

    “I gotta go babe, I want to save my battery so I can call you later.”

    “Alright, T, but –” Bette was cut off by the dial tone. She looked around the now-dull party and made a decision. She walked up to Jonah and told him what had happened. She made her apologies once again but said that she had to go. Jonah tried to persuade Bette to stay.

    “You must stay and ring in the New Year here,” Jonah said.

    “I would, but… you understand.”

    “Of course. I’ll have my driver take you… wherever.”

    “I appreciate it, Jonah. Happy New Year!” Bette gave Jonah a hug and an air kiss. She said goodbye to a few acquaintances who were in her path to the door. In the hallway, the same butler who had taken her coat gravely helped her back into it and held the door open for her.

    “Mr. Rose’s car is waiting for you ma’am.”

    “Thank you,” Bette said.

    She got the elevator back downstairs and sure enough there was a car waiting in front of the building. The doorman held the door open for her and the driver lowered the window between the front and back seats.

    “Where to, ma’am?”

    “I’m not exactly sure. I need to make a call first, if you don’t mind waiting a moment.”

    “Of course, ma’am.” The window went back up and Bette called Tina.

    “Hello?”

    “T? Where exactly are you?”

    “Well we’re passed the closed road and accident site now. We’re sitting in traffic now.”

    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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