Tina was extremely disturbed at Shane’s unaltered facial expression.

“So you’re basically not gonna say anything?” Tina asked and Shane shrugged her shoulders.

“Please say something?” Tina was increasingly concerned. Shane looked away for a moment and then right back into those hazel eyes, she had come to appreciate.

“The way I see it… you almost kissed… that means that something must have interrupted you two… so whatever that was… it was powerful enough to not only make you stop… but to also not make you resume that activity… so problem solved… for the best… or the worst” Shane was being very logical which scared Tina even more.

“Wow… that was very… logical to say the least…” Tina looked down at the centre of the table where their coffee mugs were resting.

“TK… just stop… you’ve gotta stop…” But before Shane could continue with her very logical and analytical lecture she was interrupted by Tina digging something out of her purse.

Tina took out of a paper bag a book and handed it to Shane. Her brunette friend didn’t understand much of Tina’s actions so she stared at her, waiting for an explanation.

“Bette gave me that book… her mother used to read that book to her when she was little… right before she left her and her father… because he was cheating on her… and right after that her mother died of cancer…” Tina said, a tear rolling down her face.

“So tell me now… what is it that you see?” Tina asked.

Shane was at a loss of words.

“Did you know anything about that? Did Bette ever tell you those things?” Tina resumed her questioning towards the brunette sitting across from her.

“She mentioned something but… never the whole story… you know how Bette can be” Shane softly answered.

“Yeah… I do… so she was telling me these things… and… I was reading a poem in this book… and she said one of its sentences… and it was just one of the most romantic things I’ve ever heard… I don’t know… I started to lean towards her… and then the fucking oven announced the meal was cooked… and that was it…” Tina finally admitted.