It is late but it's LA, there are lots of lights. It is good to be home in LA but I cannot help but wonder what my home will look and feel like. We reach our house, after what seems an eternity. I look out the window, it is dark, I can't see clearly. I hesitate just a second too long.
Kit : "Bette, honey you don't have to do this tonight, are you really sure ?" She puts the car in gear. "Lets do it tomorrow when you've had some sleep".
Bette : I reach out and put my arm on hers to stop her. "I am really sure. Let's do it now." I open the door, get out the car and step on the grass. I think to myself "breathe, just breathe." I mutter to myself "welcome home Bette."