Dan: “Sorry too tough, I don’t think your her type” he smiled at Tina before joining them a the table.

Tina: “Yeah sorry J” she laughed then walked outside.

Tina found Ben and Bette sitting on the steps outside, she walked over and sat between them. Tina turned to Ben and grabbed the cigarette out of his hand and brought it to her own lips. Ben and Bette both looked on, jaws dropped as they watched her take a drag. Tina exhaled and handed the cigarette back to Ben.

Tina: “I told my dad” she said turning to Bette.

Ben: “He’s totally cool with it isn’t he?”

Tina: “Yeah he is.” she smiled

Bette: “That’s great T”

Tina: “I know, I feel so much better.”

Ben: “We should probably get back inside soon, everyone’s leaving for the viewing soon.” he said as he stood up

Tina: “Yeah I guess your right.” she stood up as well.

They walked inside and joined the rest of the family in the living room. Ben walked and a sat in a chair next to Justin. Tina wanted to stay as close as she could to Ben, they had to stay together, stay strong. She walked over and took a seat on the empty couch next to him. They all sat around for a while having separate conversations about the same woman. Once in a while a roar of laughter would come for their side of the room, caused of course by Ben and Justin who were talking about all the things that had gotten them in to trouble when they were little. Tina’s dad had finally made his way in to the room as well, he found a seat next to Bette and smiled as he sat down. It seemed he had taken quite a liking to Bette Porter. As soon a Bette told him what she did for a living his eyes lit up. He loved art, knew nothing about it, but loved it none the less.

Ben was in the middle of a conversation with Justin about how they used to put Vaseline on the toilet seat when he noticed his cousin wasn’t paying attention to him anymore. He was staring a Tina with a look of confusion and a slight smile on his face. Ben turned around and saw that Tina was holding Bette’s hand and smiling as she watched her father and her girlfriend talking. Ben let a small smile creep on to his face then he turned to Justin and smacked him on the knee.

Ben: “Stop staring!” he said as he stood up. “We should probably get going. It’s almost five thirty” he pointed at the clock.

Tina: “Yeah, your right” she said standing up herself.

Ben: “Im gonna ride with Justin, you wanna follow us?”

Tina: “Yeah, that’s fine.”

Ben and a silent Justin walked outside to the car with everyone following their lead. Ben wasn’t sure if Tina realized she was holding Bette’s hand or not but he was happy to see her so comfortable.