What it’s Like to Accept Love from a Man

We’re sitting on the floor in a rented house somewhere north, near a half-frozen lake, blankets thrown over our shoulders and hot mugs of tea steaming between our hands.

The paneling in the room is white. Through fogged-up windows I can see a light snow falling, covering the trees and the lake and the tops of every house. I watch the snow, sipping my tea occasionally, and feel his warmth next…

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