Both women were totally conscious that Melvin and Peggy were not exactly the parent’s any children would wish.

            Bette, can I ask you something about my mother? Asked Helena.

            Sure, ask me.

            Bette… When we left Carmen and Shane’s wedding my mom let with that woman. We all were surprised, we all were, but you and Tina… did… Bette, did you knew something about it?

            Now the one contemplating the grass was Bette. She doubted, she didn’t want to lie Helena, but she also knew that telling Helena she knew some part of the story would hurt her. If she really wanted her friendship to continue developing she had to make the right choice and it was really hard…

            Well, as long as you keep silence, I would take it for a yes Bette.

            Don’t get me wrong Helena. I was trying to find out what was better right now, telling you the truth or lie to you… as long as I know what lies can do I think it’s better be sincere. I’m sorry Helena. I don’t want to hurt you; I’ve never wanted to hurt you.

            Helena was silently crying It’s ok, why should my mother trust me? There’s no reason for a mother to trust her daughter, her only child. Helena left the pool and angry with her mother entered the house.

            Bette took a big breath an waited for almost ten minutes to come in into her home looking for Helena, with Angelica in her arms, Helena was in a couch, mourning the fault of motherhood in her mother feelings.

            I’m sorry, the first time I visited your mother’s house she told me she had been a “hasbian” in 1974, I don’t know why she trusted me… Helena you are not Peggy… I’m not Melvin. Bette quickly understood that it was not about Peggy or Melvin, it was much more about what kind of moms will be in the future for Angelica, Wilson and Jun Ying.

            Helena looked defiantly to Bette, Why are you so sure? Why are sure about I’m not going to fail my kids like my mother failed me??

            Helena, we aren’t them, our destinies are not written, we are not condemned to be like our parents or to fail like they did… and we are not going to forget that they did some things right,… didn’t them? Said Bette, she started telling that Helena just wanting him to feel better, but while she was trying to do it she started to believe what she was telling Helena, there was no reason to believe that they were to fail their kids… In spite of Tina, Winnie, your mother, my father or that fucking social worker that thought I wasn’t a good mother or woman, we are good people, good moms.