”Those are my favorite, too,” Tina says.
Tina holds the rose between her fingers, and looks beautiful in the soft afternoon light. My hand in Angelica’s tingles. I reach over, too, and touch the blossom. Our eyes meet. She has a red welt on her forehead. I dare not ask.
Tina leans down to kiss Angelica. ”Hello, beautiful girl.”
”So, are you leaving with her now, or would you like to walk around the roses with us?”
”I could stay for a little bit.”
Tina and I each take one of our child’s tiny hands. ”This white one tinged with blood red, so beautiful,” Tina says.
”Everyone of them,” I agree.
”Do you know this one, Bette? My grandmother used to grow them.” She buries her nose in a different rose’s crimson petals. My tongue twitches, as she inhales and offers the blossom to me.
”Bette, tell me if that doesn’t smell like summer to you?”
Deeply inhaling a heavenly rosy scent, I know that I should kiss her. What’s the worst that could happen? She’d slap me? And would we like it?
Then, Jodi’s voice. ”James said I would find you out here.”
Tina’s head turn. ”Hi, I’m Jodi. I’m deaf, but I can read lips.”
I sign as I speak, ”This is Tina and my daughter, Angelica.”
”Pleased to meet you. I didn’t bring Tom because we’re going out to dinner. Are you ready?”
Bette’s Bedroom – Bette
It’s after midnight. My eyes drift away from looking at the clock and return to staring up at the ceiling. I rub my face and feel an odd sense of relief that Jodi didn’t want to spend the night. Now, there’s no chance she might open the cabinets and use Tina’s favorite cup. That would bother me.
For a few moments, I hate the thought of ‘Tina Proofing’ my house. I sip the last of the wine. Everything about the way Jodi felt in bed to me was so different, and yet over and over my mind kept drifting back to rose garden. Why the fuck there? Of all the memories, why a university rose garden?
Of all the places. . .that’s what I want to know.
The next chapter is titled, “Objects in Motion”.
The L Word, Bette Porter, Tina Kennard, #thelword, #betteporter, #tinakennard,