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    Oh Deer

    “KiKi Smith! KIKI FUCKING SMITH. Called? …here?”

    “Yes. She…”

    “James!” Bette said with glee, laughing her signature laugh. “What did she say?”

    “She wants a meeting.”

    “KiKi Smith wants a meeting with me?”

    “Yes. She said she wanted her next show to be at the Bette Porter Gallery.”

    Bette’s whole face lit up. But as happy as she was, there was only one person she wanted to share this news with…Tina.

    They hadn’t spoken since Tina left for Vancouver. She called Shane as she promised she would to let her know she’d made it safely and that she was getting settled. Tina asked Shane to inform Bette so she wouldn’t worry. But other than that, no contact. Bette was aware that Alice spoke with Tina at least twice a week because Alice would say, “Talked to our girl.”

    “She’s not really our girl anymore, now is she?” Bette asked one Sunday as she laughed the saddest laugh.

    Alice, Kit, Shane and Dana looked at each other. They understood the significance behind what the brunette had said. Bette asked that Alice not share any details of their conversations. If Tina wanted to talk to her, she had her number. But she was glad to know Tina was still alive. There was that. Kit and Shane tagged team checking on Bette during the week and the whole group would get together on Sundays. She was grateful for her circle.

    Bette ran her fingers through her hair bringing herself back to reality.

    “James, call KiKi Smith back and invite her to the opening tomorrow. Then set up a time for us to meet.”

    “Already done. She said she can’t make the opening but will be here at 9am on Monday.

    James beamed as he left the office knowing this would please Bette. And it did.

    ***

    “Hey, Al”, Tina said as she answered the phone. Like clockwork, Alice called to check in every Wednesday and Sunday night. She was her lifeline.

    “Tee!”

    Alice filled Tina in on all the LA lesbian gossip. There was always a scandal of some sort according to Alice. She was in the middle of listening to Alice drone on about what happened at MILK the other night when Tina’s thoughts turned to the first time Bette took her to the supreme lesbian spot in all of Los Angeles.

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