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Anna
One-two. One-two. While I stand in front of the liquor cabinet, I count my breaths. I need to do something to stem the swirl of emotions inside that threatens to spiral out of control. Did Zoe just try to ask me out? For the life of me, I can’t fathom why she would do that. It must really be a case of me being the only lesbian in town, although I’m probably not. In a town of nearly twenty thousand inhabitants, Zoe and I can’t be the only ones. I start counting my breaths out loud to stop my thoughts from spinning out of control even more, even though it doesn’t appear to be working very well. I focus my attention on the bottle of booze in front of me. I didn’t even ask her what she wanted to drink. I’m in no state to be mixing elaborate cocktails, so it will have to be something
