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    You’re Still Here

                “Frank, go home, spend time with your wife and your kid. Don’t drink for a month. That doesn’t mean don’t come here, come here and have whatever doesn’t include alcohol. But please, try and save that marriage of yours. Don’t drown it in a bottle.” Bette ended strongly. Frank nodded his head and wondered out the door. A woman walked up beside her while drying a glass. Her curly red country singer style hair flowed with her movements.

                “You know, he’s going to need a lot more than just you to stop drinking.”

                “I know Ruby, but I can’t let that man fuck up his life by losing his wife and child. I’ve been there, I would know.

                “Doesn’t anybody know where you are? You’re family still knows nothing? It’s been 20 years boss.” The tall dark woman smiled softly.

                “Only one woman knows where I am. She isn’t about to tell anyone anytime soon unless I okay it.” Secretly she wished someone would wonder where she was.

     

    Meanwhile back in Los Angeles.

     

    Shane was walking down the street and wondered back to her home. She felt like smoking which she chose to do outside rather than inside which was what she did for the past years. She sat on the porch swing and gazed around her. She heard the front door opening and closing and looked to see her wife resting against the door.

                “Hey you.” She said as the blonde strode over and sat.

                “You can smoke in the house honey.” Paige stated. Shane shook her head.

                “I don’t want the smell to get in the furniture.” Shane said softly. Paige smiled and kissed the side of Shane’s face.

                “Have you talked to Jared?” The blonde enquired.

                “Yeah I did, we have decided to go on the boat next weekend. See if we can catch anything.” Through the years, Jared became very attached to Shane. Eventually he accepted their relationship but it wasn’t until he was in his early teens that he realized that Shane saw him as a son and took care of him with all she had. Shane was shaken from her reverie when she felt her cell vibrate.

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