Next Time, She Said...
...of the stinging defeat
of marriage equality in Maine. She wore a grimace, pained but blithe,
like she had been here before. She and her partner have two kids -
Like Any Other Family - and we had both just dropped our kids at
school. She spoke with resignation of a race that had always been
close, of the long slow arc of history, of a campaign that drew so many
"exceptional" people, gay and straight. There was, appropriately, no
mention of God. There was only the dogged road ahead.
"We'll get there," she grinned, clambering back on her bike. "Unless I get killed on this thing first."