Tina felt her heart sink. “Oh, Bette, I don’t think it will be a problem, do you? Lez Girls has wrapped and Angelica can miss a few days of class. She’s really advancing in her studies…”

“Then it’s all set,” said Kit. Bette was speechless. She couldn’t believe that Tina was falling for this hair-brained scheme of Kit’s. She wondered why she was the only one concerned about the ridiculousness of it all, but looking around the room at all the familiar faces surrounding her, it all seemed to make sense. That, and the fact that Tina was still wearing her low cut night shirt!

“Well, most people vacation at the beach and spend a fortune, so, I guess watching your older sister fist fight a drag king in San Francisco is priceless.”

 
Alice chimed, “Box, she’ll be boxing, Bette, not fist fighting…no biggie.  I see what you were going for.”  As Kit jumped up to throw her arms around Bette, Jenny threw a rolled fist in the air and said, “Way to rage against stereotypes, Bette. I’ll be in the car.” Bette pulled away from Kit and said, “But I’m telling you right now, Kit, I don’t want to hear a single complaint from you if you lose.”

Kit shrugged, “Uh, yeah.  Whatever.”

Alice and Angelica were in the way back of Bette’s ride. Shane, Jenny and Kit, along with everyone’s bags, were in the middle. Bette was driving, of course, with Tina as her copilot. They were on their way. On their way to what, only Kit, Shane and myself seemed to know for sure. Alice was looking around. “Uh, I think you guys are forgetting that I don’t have any clothes, okay, I didn’t know we were going on a trip here, in case it slipped your minds.”

Jenny turned in her seat. “Oh, Alice, you can wear some of my clothes. I over packed anyway.” Shane shot Alice a smile and as Bette scoped Alice’s middle finger fly up toward the back of Jenny’s head in the rear view, she said, “I’m sure it will be okay if we make a pit stop for you, Alice.”