Nights In White Satin - Trixya

Rebel Yell

1969:

This had been such a good year for the both of them. Trixie had made herself a goal for that year, and that was to save up as much money as she could to open her bakery in New York. She even took on a part time job as a waitress, too. At first, Katya was worried that her girlfriend would overwork herself, while still being her supportive self. But as time passed, she understood Trixie's need to prove herself and she even did extra hours at her own job to add to their savings. She absolutely didn't need to do it, but the russian insisted on helping, since she was moving with her as well.

When Nina was told about Trixie's plans, she had mixed feelings. Firstly, she felt sad because she didn't want to see her niece go. But after a while she quickly grew fond of her idea and she supported her. She even insisted on helping her financially with opening her store. Trixie didn't like the idea, saying no to her since she wanted to do it by herself. Her aunt then changed her offer, telling her that she could give her a loan and that she could pay her whenever she wanted to. As she kept insisting, Trixie told her that she would think about it.

Before the winter would come, she and Katya were planning on travelling to the big city so they could see the apartments available and to rent the place for her bakery.

"Here you have some numbers that you can call, just say my name and they'll offer you great locations and apartments!" Nina told her, giving her a list of numbers.

"Thank you so much, Nina." The midwestern grinned as she took the piece of paper, grateful to her relative.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you? I'll help you and then you're not going to be there alone. It's not easy to -"

"I'm actually going with Katya," Trixie interrupted her, her nerves kicking as she was feeling hesitant to tell her.

Nina knitted her brows. "Is she helping you to move?"

"Well. Uh.... We're actually... We are moving to New York together."

That's the one piece of information she had been hiding from her aunt for months. For some reason she was scared of telling her, sensing that her relative could be suspecting that something was going on between the two since what happened at the Christmas party. "She always wanted to live there, and it would help me a lot with the rent you know..." She tried to sound as casual as she could, to not raise any more suspicions.

"Yeah, I can see that." Luckily her aunt didn't press the subject and that was all that she commented on about the subject that day.

The fact that her aunt could know about their relationship scared her. Not because she was ashamed of it, but because she was afraid of losing the only family she had left. She didn't know how she would react to it, and she preferred to hide it from her over telling her the whole truth and being by herself again. Just thinking of it, made her stomach churn in stress.

That autumn brought her some interesting news, with a letter arriving in the mail:

Trixie,

Hi. I hope that you're good. I'm writing this letter to say sorry to you for the way I treated you and I hope that someday you will be able to forgive me. You were right about everything you said. I'm trying to change my ways and you are the first person I should apologize to.

I'm going to Vietnam now, which is why I can't tell you this in person.

I hope you will find the happiness you deserve.

Biff.

That piece of paper brought along a lot of mixed feelings. Yes, Biff had done so many awful things to her, but that was in the past. For some reason that letter gave her a comfort in knowing that after all, he realized his mistakes and recognized everything bad that he had done. She had internally forgiven him some time ago. Also knowing that he had to go to war made her feel a little bit sad for him. She hoped that he was going to be safe. No one deserved to go to a stupid war.