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The alarm startled Tina awake at 4:30. She groaned. She was utterly exhausted. She barely got an hour’s sleep because she wanted to make sure she saw Bette before she left. There were still things that needed to be said. She inhaled again. Bette’s scent encircled her heart. Tina made a decision and sat up abruptly.
Tina: Hey Al! U up?
Tina: Don’t act like you were sleeping. You’re probably just getting in from MILK.
Alice: Not the point. Evrythin ok? U never text this early.
Tina: It will be ok. Is Family Sunday on for today?
Alice: Not sure. Bette doesn’t get back until some time this morning
Tina: I know. She’s on her way to the airport. Actually, she should already be there. Make sure everyone shows up today. Bette is gonna need some extra love & support
Alice: What the fuck did u do?
Tina: I charged
Tina: Never mind. Just make sure EVERYONE is there. And I’m gong to send you a list of things to get. Ok?
Alice: Tee, what’s goin on?
Tina: I’ll tell you later. I’ve got a lot to do. Can you make that happen, please?
Alice: Yeah. Sure.
Tina: Thanks, Al!
Alice: Tee, u ok?
Tina: I will be. Thanks.
Alice: Is Bette ok?
Tina paused for a second. Remembering the look on Bette’s face during their talk. The beautiful brunette was devastated. And Tina was devastated about being the cause of Bette’s devastation.
Tina: No, Al. She’s not.
Alice: Tell me what to do.
Tina: Thanks, Al. I’ll text you
“What the fuck did you do, Tee?” Alice exhaled and sent the group a text about Family Sunday.
“Shit. What the fuck did we all do?” Alice shook her head.
Tina made a list of everything she needed to get done. Then she got ready to go for a long, hard run before going to the set. Tina saw the bag on the back of the couch with the fruit and pastries she’d prepared for Bette. Tina sighed. Before she allowed herself to spiral into a self-absorbed rabbit hole, she grabbed the bag and was even more determined to show Bette she was going to keep showing up.