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I moved my feet around on the floor, probing my mind for some rational response. They’d invited me to a cookout. “We’re lesbians,” Sarah said after dinner. “If you’d planned to help, why didn’t you wear a coat in the first place?”
Rather than debate her, I ran back indoors, found my old wool coat and emerged, eager to prove I wasn’t a complete idiot.