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    The Tower Of Learning

     

    Phyllis: I like that idea, let me grab my coat and I’ll meet you in the parking lot.

     

    Tina was looking at Bette like she was nuts.

     

    Tina: You barely know her…

     

    Bette: I know her better than you would think.

     

    Bette smiled.

     

    Bette: When I left I needed a sounding board, someone to help me heal myself who I didn’t know and who wouldn’t judge me on my past actions like someone from our group would have.

     

    Tina: You’ve been talking to her for how long?

     

    Bette laughed.

     

    Bette: Three years.

     

    Tina smirked.

     

    Tina: You never told me that.

     

    Bette shrugged. Phyllis came out of the building on her cell phone and then walked up to the women.

     

    Phyllis: I take it you will be following me.

     

    Bette: Yup, we’ll be your stalkers for the day.

     

    Phyllis just laughed at that.

     

    Phyllis: Don’t you think I have enough of those?

     

    Bette raised her eyebrows as Phyllis turned and walked to her car.

     

    Tina: Kit would love her.

     

    Bette: I know. She has that way about her doesn’t she…

     

    Bette and Tina got into the car. Bette noticed that Tina had learned to tuck her wings in a certain way that it didn’t bother her. Bette smiled.

     

    Tina: Stop staring.

     

    Bette: Hmm?

     

    Tina: You’re staring at them.

     

    Bette: Oh sorry.

     

    Bette laughed and looked at the road again. They followed Phyllis up to large Beverly Hills home. Bette got out of their car and walked up to Phyllis who had her purse on the hood of her car and was digging around.

     

    Bette: You can’t find your keys.

     

    Phyllis: Shut up.

     

    Phyllis smirked as Bette snickered. Tina noticed they were playful with each other. Almost like old high school chums.

     

    Phyllis: I found ‘em.

     

    Bette mouthed finally. Tina let out a giggle. Phyllis unlocked the door and they walked in.

     

    Woman: There you are honey.

     

    Bette and Tina watched as a woman walked, around the same age as Bette, who was built and looking muscular walked up and put her arms around Phyllis’s waist. She leaned in and kissed Phyllis softly and Tina looked at Bette who just stood with her eyebrows raised and shrugged shaking her head. Phyllis turned around with her arm still around the woman’s waist.

     

    Phyllis: Sandra, this is my friend Bette and her wife Tina. Ladies, this is Sandra my wife.

     

    Bette stuck out her hand instantly.

     

    Bette: Hey, it’s a pleasure to meet you.

     

    Bette smiled warmly and went to shook the woman’s hand but she just looked at it.

     

    Sandra: I don’t shake hands honey.

     

    Sandra walked forward and hugged Bette. Bette smiled and hugged Sandra back. Tina just raised and eyebrow but then realized it was her turn as Sandra hugged her also.

     

    Phyllis: Bette I’m starving.

     

    Bette just laughed.

     

    Bette: Okay, I’ll get on dinner then.

     

    Sandra: You don’t have to cook…

     

    Bette raised a hand and smiled to stop Sandra.

     

    Bette: I have to prove to my wife that I can cook. I am on a mission.

     

    Tina shook her head and laughed.

     

    Sandra: Then you better get on it.

     

    Sandra laughed softly.

     

    TBC…

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