Take a Chance
Walking into the dinner, her cheek still stinging from her mother’s slap, Lynn looks around, hoping she hasn’t made the biggest mistake of her life by coming here. Lynn spots a figure in a corner booth: coal black, shaggy-cut bob and a leather jacket. Lynn takes a breath and strides over.
“Can I sit down?” Lynn asks.
Carrie glances up and looks surprised, her bright blue eyes rimmed with inky black liner as usual. “Sit. You came.” Carrie looks excited, which she doesn’t usually in class.
Lynn sits down opposite Carrie.
Carrie frowns. “Your face?”
“I told my parents everything: that I’ve been going to community college, that I want to be an English teacher, and that I’m not marrying my dad’s business partner’s son. And I told them I like girls,” Lynn says in a rush.
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