Create a similar story with title, change the names of the characters, keep the lesbian details and eliminate the sensual activities in the story. 
One decision changes everything Kara holds dear to her heart.
<PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON> makes a leap of faith decision after discovering her pregnancy and 
moves to the middle of nowhere Kansas. Being a photographer, she knows she can find work almost anywhere she wants, but making what is left behind after tragedy a life is harder than she ever imagined. 
When she meets Tiny, a dark-eyed native to the Western Plains, her plans and life vision are thrown off track. With secrets tangled together, she stumbles through her first year in Kansas, hoping she can make it to the end of the year without too many mistakes left in her wake. 

Jaclyn is coming home from a long day at work and snagging dinner at the local grocery store in her small town. She doesn’t expect yet another medical emergency to require her attention. 
The crash shook the aisle. Jaclyn spun around and looked toward the end of the store as far as she could see. Cans of soup rolled around on the ground. Jaclyn stepped forward and down the aisle, keeping her eyes open to anything. There was a commotion, and while she wanted to help with whatever it was, she also really wanted to go home to her lonely bowl of cereal and veg on the couch for a few hours. 
Dale leaned over a woman who was pressed against the end cap. The woman was beautiful with dark locks of hair and a heart-shaped face, but she was as pale as a ghost. Dale was mumbling crap at her, trying to figure out what to do. He glanced up and sighed in relief when he saw Jaclyn standing there. 
“Good. Tiny’s here,” he said to everyone who was gathering around. 
Jaclyn put a hand to her chest in mock wonder before squatting down and reaching for the woman’s wrist. “Ma’am?” 
Her eyes popped open, and jade green shone back. Jaclyn bit her cheek and nodded. 
“Hi. I’m Tiny,” she said, using the nickname she hated, but everyone was standing around and wouldn’t know who she was if said her legal name. “Wanna tell me what happened?” 
“I—I’m fine,” she whispered. She scanned the small crowd, and if it was possible, she grew even paler. 
Jaclyn shifted her hand on her wrist and checked her pulse. It was racing, but she couldn’t tell if it was because of embarrassment or something else. “You’re obviously not fine. You’re on the ground.” 
“I’m fine,” she said, sternly. “I got dizzy and tried to lean against the cart or the shelf, but I guess I missed.” 
“Well, you managed to sit.” Jaclyn crinkled her eyes and nodded her head toward Dale. “Get her some water, will you? And you all can give this lady some room!” The people around her stepped back. “What’s your name?” 
“Kara.” 
“Kara, I’m Tiny. This is Dale,” she said as he brought back over a plastic cup of water. “Drink this up for me.” 
Jaclyn found Kara staring at the cup and not having drunk any of it.
“Drink up.”
Kara looked as though she was going to protest, but she cringed and took a small sip 
of the water instead.
“Dale, get them out of here, will ya?”
“Got it, Tiny.” He stood up, his bulging belly hanging over his pants, which were 
only held up by suspenders. “Let’s give her some space. Donnetta, you ready? I’ll check you out right now.” 
Without giving Donnetta an option, he grabbed her arm and guided her toward the only checkout lane open. Jaclyn gave it a few more minutes for people to disperse before she planted the back of her hand on Kara’s forehead. 
“You’re clammy.”
“I got dizzy.”
“So you sat down?”
“Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do?”
Jaclyn pursed her lips. “Any idea why you were dizzy?” “Yeah, a few,” Kara muttered. 
“Talkative one, aren’t you?”
“Are you a nurse?”
“Sort of,” Jaclyn answered. “Feeling any better?”
“Much.”
“Good, wait a few more minutes, then we can try standing you up.”
Kara sighed and rested her head against the shelf, cringing when more cans of soup 
fell onto the uneven floor below. “Guess I’ll be the talk of town by morning.” 
“At least half the town. The other half might take until tomorrow night.” 
Giving a wry chuckle, Kara’s eyelids slipped shut, and she leaned fully against the end cap. Jaclyn kept her hand on her thigh, still squatting down even though her legs were starting to protest. And that’s why we have tables that are up high, she thought before looking around again. Jaclyn hadn’t been expecting to be stuck sitting with a dizzy woman on the floor of the local grocery store. She shifted and shook Kara’s knee. 
After a few minutes, Jaclyn asked, “How are you feeling now?”
“Like my cheeks are on fire.”
Furrowing her brow, Jaclyn was about to ask another question when Kara’s green 
eyes popped open again. “It’s a joke. I feel fine. Can I stand up now?”
“Yeah,” Jaclyn muttered. Straightening her arms, she grabbed under Kara’s elbows and helped her upward. Once they were stable, Kara reached out for the cart she had grabbed, swaying again. Jaclyn pressed a hand to Kara’s hip, determined Kara wouldn’t 
make it to the ground has hard as she had last time if she fell again.
“I’m fine,” Kara muttered again.
“You’re dizzy again.”
“It’s my new norm. Really, I’m fine,” she sighed out the last two words and gripped 
the cart with white knuckles. “You can let go now.”
Jaclyn backed away slightly. She still wanted to be within reach if Kara were to fall 
over. “Let me help you to your car, at least.”
Kara gave a small nod. Jaclyn let her lead with the cart as they walked toward the door. 
Instead of leaving the cart in the store as was policy, they took it all to Kara’s beat-up old Chevy. Jaclyn helped Kara get into the vehicle and leaned in through the door. 
“Rest and water.”
“Seems to be a theme in my life lately.”
Sighing, Jaclyn squatted down again, noting the storm brewing out east. It would hit 
in the next hour or so. “Kara, want to tell me what’s going on?”
“Not really.”
Jaclyn reached across the seat and grabbed Kara’s phone from the cup holder. She 
typed in her number on the ancient flip phone she was surprised Kara still had and put “Tiny” in for her name in the contact. 
“In case you need anything,” she said, giving Kara a look that she meant business. “Don’t hesitate to call, for anything.” Kara nodded, and Jaclyn pressed her hand to Kara’s knee again. “You should probably call a doctor to get checked out.” 
“I—I have an appointment scheduled for next week,” Kara whispered.
“Good. Then actually mention it to the doctor.”
Kara nodded again, and her fingers turned white on the steering wheel. Jaclyn’s 
knees were hurting from squatting again, and she had the distinct feeling Kara really wanted her gone. She pushed herself up and shut the door, making sure to stay in the parking lot as Kara drove down the road.