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Bette stood, “It will make more sense if I show you.” She waited while Tina put on an oversized t-shirt, then slipped her hand in Tina’s and led her to the office down the hall.
“Sit…” she said, holding the back of her office chair and smiling, the tears seemingly over for now. She stood behind Tina while she spoke, playing with her damp hair, her hands moving slowly, soothing. Tina relaxed into the touch, as she always did when Bette ran her fingers through her hair.
“You’re going to put me to sleep, Babe…” she smiled and tilted her head all the way back, looking at her wife upside down, Bette holding the back of her head as she did so. Bette smiled again, that smile she always gave when she thought Tina was being cute, and kissed her wife on the lips, one hand coming to hold her gently by the neck.
“Don’t sleep. Not yet,” Bette whispered, her nose on Tina’s chin, Tina’s eyelashes tickling her throat. One more kiss then she straightened, keeping one hand on Tina’s shoulder as she leaned to reach the mouse, her breast pushing into Tina’s back.
She clicked on the email from James. “I got this email from James today. He sent me some links to look at, some news reports from when you grew up. It is this last one that is of most importance. Here…. look. Do you know her?”
Tina froze. One hand reached for the mouse, and it wasn’t until Tina’s fingers brushed up against Bette’s that Bette realized they were trembling. Tina looked at the picture, then zoomed in on the necklace the woman was wearing, something Bette had not paid attention to before.
“That’s… that’s Honey. My God. Bette, what have you done?”
And to Bette’s horror and utter dismay, Tina put her head in her hands and burst into tears.
Bette didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know where to put her hands, what to say, what was expected of her. Tina let go of the mouse and put her head in her hands, the crying taping off after a few long minutes. Bette was still leaning over Tina, so she did the only thing she could think of doing.