Walking through a park one day...
"Yes... I know."
Bette holds her cell phone to her ear as she continues to walk through the park. This is her third circuit around the park on the phone with her aunt. She isn't at all sure how long she's been here. She's just glad that she was here and not at the Tower. This hasn't been the most pleasant of conversations.
"Aunt Kathy..." Bette pauses and listens to her aunt go off on another tangent. Raising a hand to her forehead, she lets out a small sigh. It always happens this time of year. Almost like clockwork, her aunt gets more concerned about her welfare and what is happening in her life.
It isn't really surprise, all things considered. It makes sense but it is annoying.
"Look, I'll come down and visit... I.. Yes. No." Bette pauses, "Just pick a date and I'll be there." She already knows what date her aunt will pick. As she starts to think about dates, she realizes that it is almost February.
Valentine's Day. She runs her hand through her hair again. She has no idea what to get Vic. She's so horrible at this whole gift /thing/. "Fine." Pause. "No. Really. It is fine. I'll be there. I'll see you next week, okay?"
"Yeah. I'll be there. You too. Bye."
Bette finds a park bench and sits down as she tucks her cellphone away, looking up at the sky.
Bette holds her cell phone to her ear as she continues to walk through the park. This is her third circuit around the park on the phone with her aunt. She isn't at all sure how long she's been here. She's just glad that she was here and not at the Tower. This hasn't been the most pleasant of conversations.
"Aunt Kathy..." Bette pauses and listens to her aunt go off on another tangent. Raising a hand to her forehead, she lets out a small sigh. It always happens this time of year. Almost like clockwork, her aunt gets more concerned about her welfare and what is happening in her life.
It isn't really surprise, all things considered. It makes sense but it is annoying.
"Look, I'll come down and visit... I.. Yes. No." Bette pauses, "Just pick a date and I'll be there." She already knows what date her aunt will pick. As she starts to think about dates, she realizes that it is almost February.
Valentine's Day. She runs her hand through her hair again. She has no idea what to get Vic. She's so horrible at this whole gift /thing/. "Fine." Pause. "No. Really. It is fine. I'll be there. I'll see you next week, okay?"
"Yeah. I'll be there. You too. Bye."
Bette finds a park bench and sits down as she tucks her cellphone away, looking up at the sky.