A loss that might have seemed like a practical blessing to some women was devastating to my sister. She'd grieved for that baby ever since. I smoothed her hair, then rocked her as if she were a child. I hope we don't have to pack up and leave. I like this job.
Lesbians are so polite.
I heard heavy footsteps striding along the tile floor in our direction. My stomach churned. I sat in the hallway of the Hers Truly holding Ella and feeling as if I'd lost the energy to get up again. She shivered inside my arms. Tears squeezed from under her closed lids.