Chapter Eleven
Faye
On the way to my trailer, I hear Charlie’s voice close by. I don’t see her but I hear her mention Ida. I stop in my tracks and listen.
“Maybe those rumors are true,” another voice says.
“Come on, Liz,” Charlie says. “If there were even a grain of truth to it, we of all people would know.”
What rumors are they referring to? I slip into the tight space between two trailers and inch closer to where they’re having this conversation. Curiosity is getting the better of my sense of decorum.
“Why would we? Just because we’re lesbians?”
No news there. Both Charlie and Liz are so out, a closet is just something you keep clothes in for them.
“Maybe she’s bi,” Liz says.
“If she’s anything but straight as an arrow, she’s done an amazing job keeping it under wraps.”
“Until
