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    What Might Have Been 9

    The fence around the pool complete, Candace taps on the back door. It opens slightly.

     

                “Bette? Bette, I am finished. Would you like to come and see the completed project?”

     

                “I am in the baby’s room, Candace. Just a second, I am struggling with this outfit, damn why do they make baby clothes so hard to put on.  I am sorry, Angelica, I am trying.”

     

                “Bette, which room is the baby’s”

     

                “First door on the left. Come on back. Sweetie, I only have one more button.”

     

    Candace walks in just in time to see that Bette has missed button the entire sleeping outfit. She laughs softly.

     

                “Bette, umm, I think you did it wrong. None of the buttons line up see? I have nieces and nephews, let me see here. You talk to her and try to keep her happy and I while try to fix the buttons. They really do over due the buttons on these things.”

     

                “I told you. It isn’t as easy as it looks. For God’s sake, I have a Masters degree and can not even button my daughter sleeper.”

     

                “Bette?? Hey sis it is me, Kit. Where are you? Bette?”

     

                Whispering, “Fuck, Candace, this is not going to look good.”

     

                “Bette we are getting a baby dressed not fucking.” Candace whispers back.

     

                “Kit, hi I am in the baby’s room, I will be out in a moment. Make yourself something to drink.”

     

                “Is there someone in there with you, Sis, I thought I heard voices.”

     

    Bette looks over at Candace and mouths the words ‘What should we do?’  Candace shrugs her shoulder and shakes her head. ‘I don’t think lying is good’ she mouths back.

     

                “Kit, yes there is someone in here with me. She is helping me with Angelica’s outfit. Did you see the new fence around the pool?”

     

                “Wowman who would have thought that a fence around a pool could look so good. Who is this person, maybe I could hire him to do some work around the club.”

     

    Bette comes around the corner, holding the baby. “Look Angelica it is your Auntie Kit.”

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