Tina was in her room sitting on the window sit, watching as the wind swept across the field making the crops dance in the distance. Everything she talked about with her mother and brother kept colliding with her anger towards Bette. Maybe it wasn’t just? Maybe she really had no real reason to blame her for what happened? When did everything become so complicated? She sat still watching as the wind slowed down and the crops lost their flow, she didn’t really notice the sky changing colors until the rooster roused her from her thoughts.

Bette was lying in bed having a fitful sleep. She woke up every few hours and laid there until her body submitted while her mind kept running. By now she knew her body wasn’t going back to sleep anytime soon, she felt the tension in her back and neck, she felt anxious and she didn’t know why. Its not like she was looking forward to a fight with Tina. She got up put on her shorts and a sports bra. She crept down stairs and out the door. She stood in front of the house stretching her body, her muscles were tight and she felt the pain from not doing this daily for the past couple of weeks. She took off and immediately knew her destination and turn around point. If she ran all the way to the lake that would be three miles and she knew she had enough energy to do that and more, but it didn’t make sense to push it.

Tina heard the click of the lock on the front door and the soft shriek of the screen door, as if someone was sneaking out. She went to the other side of the room and saw Bette take off after stretching. From the way she started out she knew she was running away from something. Deep down it hurt to know that, that something was her. She knew where she was heading every time they came to visit she would run the same route, without fail. Tina would sometimes run with her or turn back before her. Tina let her gaze watch Bette until she was no longer in her view. She thought that maybe she would wait until Bette got back to finally release what was on her mind for weeks now, that way Bette could be clear headed and she could get something from brain other than an order from her mother.