“Bette I saw the one on your stomach too. Why Bette…what could you have said during sex that was so bad…I can’t imagine.”

Bette’s eyes swiftly moved up to her face with the look of fear in them that she had saw so many times in the past.

“It’s ok Bette…I’m not judging you…I just want to understand what happened to you.” Having said this Tina reached over and covered Bette’s hand with her own giving it a gentle squeeze.

In a low voice Bette spoke. “After that one Tina I left even the streets were better than living in purgatory. In case you didn’t get a good look at it this morning the one on my stomach spells Dyke…he said that way there would be no question for anyone I was ever with again that I liked pussy better than dick.”

“But Bette what did you say that was so bad?”

In a whisper Bette said, “Your name.”

“Oh Bette…I am so so sorry.”

The food had finally arrived and both of them knew it was time for a short break before the questions started again. Eating in silence both their minds in turmoil from the explanation Bette had given. Bette was thankful Tina had listened without much interruption until she could get out the whole story. She knew that if Tina had stopped her she would not be able to continue without breaking down.

The waitress came and removed their lunch plates and they had coffee to top off the meal.

“Ok Tina I answered your questions are you ready to answer mine?”

“Yeah…I guess I have put it off for as long as I can.” She said with a small chuckle.

“Bette I have no husband…I have only been married once…to you. I have no girlfriend. I understand your confusion…the last you knew I was staying with Alice. I had Angelica on my own…I used a sperm donor. In fact, we chose him together. Remember Marcus Allenwood? I used his sperm before I left L. A. I was pregnant before I left. Bette you are Angelica’s other mother.”

Bette was silent as the tears ran from her eyes. Tina began to search her purse. She held a piece of paper in her hand offering it to Bette along with a napkin to wipe her eyes so she could read it.

Bette slowly unfolded the paper and made her eyes focus on the print. It was a copy of Angelica’s birth certificate and it had Bette listed as her other parent. Bette was speechless when she read the name on the birth certificate Angelica Elizabeth Porter Kennard!

“I am sorry Bette. I should have told you…I should have told our friends but I didn’t…I just ran away. I was so angry at you for the affair and for destroying my whole world…for breaking my heart. Can you ever forgive me? Please Bette…say something.”