Stepping Up, by Amy Friedman

This one’s indirectly related to Orlando.

Stepping Up, by Amy Friedman

“I can’t believe it,” Marlene said, glaring at Lynne, who arched an eyebrow.
“What? You thought I’d do it forever?” Lynne snapped.
“You’re supposed to be committed! You’re … “
A sob choked away the rest of Marlene’s reply. She lay her head on her arms.
Lynne sighed, fixed a sympathetic look on her face, and put her hand on Marlene’s arm.
“Sis. Look at me,” she said.
Marlene lifted her head. Wet spots dotted her sleeve.
“I founded Pride here in town, and I’ve run it for two years,” said Lynne, gently. “It’s your time to take the reins.”


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