“So this is hetero heaven?” Dana said.

Alice turned her head towards Dana and almost responded with her own smart remark but held back her temptation.  “So where’s my girl?” Alice asked.

“I just put her down for a nap.  I’m gonna make some tea.”  Tina headed towards the kitchen.

“Dana, show yourself to Tina, then I’ll believe all this shit.”

Dana didn’t respond and was busy looking through the couple’s things.

Tina returned with a pot of hot water, two cups and a plate of herbal teas.

“What is this shit?  Can I get a beer or at least a juice box?”

“Sure,” Tina quickly picked up the tray and looked at Alice with concern then returned to the kitchen.

“C’mon, Dana, this is the only way,” Alice pleaded.

“Al, you need to start trusting yourself and your own instincts.  You should be able to feel that I’m real,” Dana said.

Tina returned with a couple of beers.  “So I heard about the séance.”

“Fucking Helena,” Alice said.

“Have you spoken with her about it?”

“No, but she went to New York to see her kids,” Alice said.

“She’s back tomorrow.”

“I don’t want to talk to her,” Alice said.

“Al, no one was making fun of you, I was really there,” Dana said.

“She’s sorry, she didn’t mean to hurt you,” Tina said.

“I kissed you,” Dana interjected.

“Shut up!” Alice said.

Tina withdrew at Alice’s tone.

“I’m not talking to you Tee.”

Tina took a gulp of her beer and began to peel the label off, “Alice, have you gone to see that therapist yet?” she asked.

“Yeah, she wants me to see her twice a week.  Fuck, I don’t know what to do.  I don’t know what to believe.” Alice started to cry. 

Tina moved closer to Alice and held her in her arms.

“It’s okay,” Tina said and then lifted up Alice’s head.  She brushed her hair out of her face.

“I’m right here baby,” Dana’s voice said coming out of Tina’s body. 

“Dana?” Alice looked at Tina. 

“I couldn’t find Whoopie?” Dana said then her lips grazed Alice’s.

Alice felt Dana’s soft lips and looked up and no longer saw Tina, she saw Dana.

She threw her body into Dana’s embrace.  “It’s really you.”