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    View from a Tangent…chapter 44

    She was awoken by loud and insistent knocks on Bettes window; Alice and Shane were outside trying to wake Bette up. She let them inAlice started yapping about how hot the guide was and how SURE she gave Alice some significant looksbut then Shane leaned forward and quietly said that Tina was sitting alone at a caf table down the block from the car. Alice went quiet at this and told Bette she should go to Tina. Bette looked at each of them in turnshe really didnt want tobut she should. And with that Bette got up and walked down the street. She always hated having to grovel, well at least it seemed like she was grovelinglike begging Tina to forgive her. Bette soon spotted Tina sitting alone at caf table outside the place. Before T saw her Bette sat down on the opposite side, then changing her mind Bette sat on the chair beside T and took her hand. Tina brushed it away and looked down. Bette swallowed and tried to make eye contactT you-you can say anything to me you knowI deserve it. Tina looked at her, Bette flinchedthere was suchhardness there. And when Tina spoke her voice was as hard as stone.Bette, I want you to listenwe have been through so muchand part of the reason why we broke up was because we didnt talklike really really really talk about how we felt and stuffwe have been through a lot of ups and downs and thats why I chose you BetteI chose you to share those up and downsbut I feel like your just trying to destroy that-that communication between uswe have a delicate link and everything you down tell me wears that link downnot telling me that my parents were in the same town as us hurt me very muchI know why you didnt but..but it hurt, and I want to know if there is ANY thing else that you havent told me. Bette just looked Tina; she was speechless for a second then spoke in a very quiet voice. When you were in Florida I had to make another statement for the trialandI dont remember anything else. Tina spoke again, this time her voice was really sadBette I love you more than more than myself it seems like sometimes…and I want you to know that I gave my life to you practicallyI suffered the disownment from my family to be with youI want you to tell me whats in there..and with that Tina pressed her hand against Bettes hard; a tear came down her face. Bette held Tinas hand against her chest and nodded, she knew this was an ultimatum even though neither said so. There were still for minutes until Bette noticed that people were staring at them. And not just staring at them with curiositybut with hostility. Old anger flared inside Bette and she looked back oat Tina who didnt notice anythingwith a lunge she grasped Tinas head in her hands and kissed her full on the mouth. Startled Tina held Bettes arms and kissed her back and the atmosphere changed, this time the people tried NOT to look at them even though Bette their prejudice radiate out to the both of them. Standing up Bette pulled T up and holding her hand walked all the way back to the car. Tina held her tightly and Bette felt happiness run through her. She felt proud to have such a womanand thinking about the caf people an Ani Difranco song came into her headit seemed to fit perfectly.

    In a coffee shop in a city
    Which is every coffee shop in every city
    On a day which is every day
    I picked up a magazine
    Which is every magazine
    Read a story, and then forgot it right away
    They say goldfish have no memory
    I guess their lives are much like mine
    And the little plastic castle
    Is a surprise every time
    And it’s hard to say if they’re happy
    But they don’t seem much to mind
    From the shape of your shaved head
    I recognized your silhouette
    As you walked out of the sun and sat down
    And the sight of your sleepy smile
    Eclipsed all the other people
    As they paused to sneer at the two girls
    From out of town
    I said, look at you this morning
    You are, by far, the cutest
    But be careful getting coffee
    I think these people wanna shoot us
    Or maybe there’s some kinda local competition here
    To see who can be the rudest
    People talk
    About my image
    Like I come in two dimensions
    Like lipstick is a sign of my declining mind
    Like what I happen to be wearing
    The day that someone takes a picture
    Is my new statement for all of womankind
    I wish they could see us now
    In leather bras and rubber shorts
    Like some ridiculous new team uniform
    For some ridiculous new sport
    Quick someone call the girl police
    And file a report
    In a coffee shop in a city
    Which is every coffee shop in every city
    On a day which is every day

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