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Tina walked into her Mother’s room fighting tears after her talk with Bette. She was reeling on the inside from Bette’s revelation that she didn’t want to be with her until she was over the guilt she carried over what had happened. Knowing she needed help, she decided maybe talking to Tricia to see if she could give her a name of a therapist to see since she worked at Cedars Mental Health Clinic.
Tricia looked up and noticed Tina was upset then looked at her mother who was sleeping and decided she should pull Tina out of the room and talk to her. She looked over at Alana who had climbed on top of the chest in front of the window and saw Bette sitting on the bench in the flower garden and got excited. She jumped down and ran out of the room with Tricia calling after her.
”Alana!..Alana!.. Don’t run in the house!…And where are you going?!” Tricia yelled out only hearing Alana’s footsteps going down the stairs.
”Let her go Tricia. She’ll be alright” Tina said sadly.
”You want to go talk in your room?” Tricia asked looking at Tina then at her mom who was still sleeping.
”Yes. I would like that. I don’t know what to do Tricia” Tina said her voice cracking and tears glistening in her eyes.
Tricia put her arm around Tina and led her out of their mother’s room down to the room Tina was currently staying in.
Alana ran out of the back kitchen door to the flower garden and stopped when she saw Bette with her head in her hands crying. She frowned then took a step forward crunching a leaf under her shoe causing Bette to turn her head and quickly wipe her tears away. She smiled weakly at Alana.
”Hey sweetie” Bette said as her voice cracked.
”Why is everyone crying? Aunt Tina was crying and now you are crying” Alana asked cautiously approaching her. Bette reached her arms out for Alana who immediately climbed in her lap.
Bette sighed as Alana reached her hand up to Bette’s cheek to wipe away the tears.
”Why are you crying Ms. Bette?” Alana asked waiting patiently for Bette to answer.
Bette smiled and turned Alana around in her lap so she was sitting sideways with her legs hanging over her own.