”And a shower” Kit presses.

”Thank you for this useful advice, Kit. Really, I don’t know what I’d do without you” Sarcasm is my defence. She irritates me already.

”Cut the shit, Bette. Where have you been?” Her voice is becoming louder. ”Have you seen yourself in the mirror?”

I clench my jaw and close my eyes standing with my back to Kit’s condemning stature.

She is not finished. ”It is not like you to overindulge, Bette. Your wife sits at home grieving for the loss of your child while you disappear at work and then go get wasted all of sudden! Pull yourself together, girl!”

I turn around and come over to look her in the eye. ”My wife is perfectly capable of talking to me and it’s not your fucking business where I have been. I suppose you shut your mouth and leave without a single word.” I know I’m harsh, but I’m also mad as hell. ”And do not ever mention Tina’s miscarriage again.” I stare at her hard daring her.

She looks angry and hurt and maybe even disappointed as she turns on her heels and goes out of the house.

It’s quiet now. I brace myself to speak.

”Tina, why have you had to tell her all this? Is there anyone else knowing?”

”Knowing about what exactly, Bette? That you barely stood on your legs yesterday or that I lost the baby?”

”Give me some fucking slack! Why are you being like this? You are full of sorrow but I am not huh? You think I don’t give a shit?” I am on the verge of yelling.

”Of course you give a shit. That’s why you’ve gone and got drunk yesterday.” She said.

In a second my hand made contact with whatever it was on the counter. It’s all trown off across the kitchen now.

Panting, I look at her shocked expression. I turn around to lean against the counter and close my eyes. I must have scared her with this outburst.

She is silent and I turn to look at her weary face. I don’t know what to say.

She clears her throat. ”Where is your car?” She asks mildly.

I widen my eyes and begin to think rapidly. ”I don’t remember. I thougth I drove home in it. Maybe it is still near the bar I was at.” I mumble.