“An African American man? But you’re white.” Nicole says.

“I am, but Bette is biracial. Her father was black. So we wanted a family that will resemble us.” Tina says.
“Oh, I see. I’m happy for you, I really am.” Nicole says.

“Thank you.” Tina replies.

“Can I ask where you met.” Nicole asks.

“Sure. I was doing a photo shoot at the Porter Valley Country Club with a tennis player, Dana Fairbanks. And towards the end, her best friend came, and she was Bette Porter. I joined them for lunch the next day when I was going back with the pictures. Then I didn’t see her for three weeks. She was in this car accident, got hurt really bad. But then she showed up at the Planet, it’s a little caf in West Hollywood, right were I lived, and I asked her to dinner that night. And now we are here.” Tina says.

“Wow, that’s a great story.” Nicole says.

“Yes, it is.” Tina replies.

“When did you get married?” She asks.

“On Christmas eve.” Tina replies.

“This alst Christmas?” Nicole asks.

“Yes. And we went two weeks to Paris for our honeymoon.” Tina replies.

“Wow, it sounds like a fairytale.” Nicole says.

“I know, it feels like a fairytale too.” Tina replies and smiles.

An hour later they have eaten and talked a lot more. They’re having a good time, when suddenly Tina feels pain in her abdomen.

“Oh my” Tina says and  put her hands on her stomach.

Nicole looks worried.

“Tina? Are you okay?” She asks.

“Ah, my stomach God” Tina says in a low voice.

“Come on, I’m taking you to the hospital. You’re pregnant, no point in ignore it.” Nicole says.
Tina follows. Nicole pays for the lunch and the leave in Nicole’s car.

“You should call Bette.” Nicole says.

Tina is sitting in the passenger seat bending over in pain. “Or do you want me to do it?” Nicole asks.

Tina doesn’t answer, she starts to cry.

“I can’t talk” Tina says and takes out her cell and gives it to Nicole. “Her number is under babe.” Tina says.

Nicole takes the phone and flips it open and scroll down to Bette’s number. She press the call button. It rings a few times but no answer. She hangs up. She’ll try again when they get to the hospital. They arrive and Nicole helps Tina into the ER.
“Excuse me.” Nicole says to a nurse coming towards them.

“Yes ladies.” The nurse says.

“Hi, she’s 9 weeks pregnant and she suddenly got this pain in her stomach.” Nicole says.

Tina cries in pain and takes a seat at the nearest chair.

“What’s her name?” the nurse asks.

“Tina Kennard Porter.” Nicole says.

“Are you the next of kin?” The nurse asks.

“No, I’m just a friend. I’ll try and call her wife.” Nicole says.

The nurse wheels Tina into a exam room.

Nicole dials again. It rings a few times and then a voice answers.

“Hello, Tina?” Bette says.

“No it’s not Tina. It’s Nicole.” Nicole says.
“Why are you calling from Tina’s cell?” Bette asks.

“Bette, we are in the hospital, Tina suddenly felt great pain in her stomach.” Nicole says.

“Oh my God, not the baby.” Bette says as a tear finds its way down her cheek.

“They, just brought her into a room, we just got here. I think you should come.” Nicole says.

“Yeah, I’m on my way, would you stay with her until I get there?” Bette asks.

“Off course.” Nicole replies.

“Thank you. Call if something happens.” Bette says.

“I will. Drive carefully.” Nicole says and they hang up.