“Kit, no matter what, I never want you to forget how much you’ve meant to me and how much I love you. You have always been my best friend.”

Kit was in fog of tears and pulled back; worried she would ruin Bette’s dress.

“Bette, now, you can’t say beautiful things to me on such an emotional day! I’m gonna ruin our clothes crying like a baby.” She reached for some tissues and wiped her eyes and face. “I love you too baby sis. I love you more than anything in this world and all I want is your happiness. I’m so glad you found such a wonderful girl and I hope you two are happy forever.” Kit hugged her again rewinding Bette’s words. She shook her head wondering why Bette had seemed to use her words in the past tense. They walked out into the evening air excited and anxious about the evening.

“Mama, Alice, please would you stop fussing. I’m ready.” Both women had been battling one another trying to help Tina get dressed and made up.  The blonde stood from her dressing chair careful not to wrinkle her dress. While her mother and friend continued arguing about whether or not she needed more eye-shadow. Tina had slipped away from them. She walked over to the mirror and the two women finally realized where she was. They looked at one another and sighed audibly. Alice was the only one able to speak through her emotions.

“Tina. My god, you look absolutely gorgeous.” The French tulle and lace strapless gown fit her flawlessly. Tina had fallen in love with the Vera Wang gown the moment she saw it and not just because it was the first one she looked at. Her veil was concealed in the diamond hair clip worn by her grandmother and mother on their weddings days.  Tina felt as if she were going to cry but did her best to hold in her tears so as not to ruin her makeup.  She didn’t think she could go through the process again with Alice and her mother.  She toyed with her already perfect hair brought up just on the sides as the rest was set in perfect waves and left to fall on her shoulders.  She knew Bette liked it that way and wondered what she would think when she saw her.  She had missed her so much the night before, having grown accustomed to sleeping in her arms every night.