‘What do you mean?’

‘After I finally calmed down and was able to talk to Foxworthy he helped me see some things.  That you hadn’t left me, you just realized I wasn’t ready to talk, yet.  That I couldn’t deal with my anger because I couldn’t separate the different issues, and that we had never grieved, together, for our little boy.  I told him I needed to talk to you but I wasn’t sure you would even want to see me much less talk about any of this.  He suggested I call you and let you know what happened after you left and see how you felt.  I needed to see you so I could tell how you felt, so I came looking for you.  My intentions were to apologize for this morning and asked if we could talk.  I thought we could talk about the baby and maybe we could reconnect in some way.  When I walked in here, thinking about the baby, everything just came rushing back.  I didn’t mean for that to happen, I really didn’t.  I don’t know what to do Bette, help me, please.’

‘I’ll do whatever you want, first I think you need to get some rest, you look exhausted.’

‘I wouldn’t be able to sleep.’

‘Just rest for a while, then we’ll get something to eat and figure out what to do.’

‘Will you rest with me?’

Bette nodded and they headed for the guest room.

As they laid there, each careful not to invade the other’s personal space, Tina reached for Bette’s hand, ‘is this too uncomfortable for you?’

‘No, it’s just that today has been really tough.’

‘What did you mean about three times being a record for you?’

‘It was nothing.’

‘It was something.’

‘In the lobby, it was the third time I had started to cry today.’

‘You mean the third time I had made you cry?  When were the other two times?’

‘At the car when you wanted me to leave you alone and this morning when you told me you loved me.’

‘I’m sorry I’m making things so difficult.  Foxworthy warned me about suppressing the anger I was feeling.’