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Couldn’t his challenge have been something I’m good at, like cake eating or binge-watching TV?
“Hi,” I say, interrupting his conversation. “I volunteer as tribute.” “Pardon?” He stares at me with a puzzled brow. “I want to race. Sign me up.”
People like us, gay people, queer people, we’re everywhere, even if we’re quiet or sad or completely wrapped up in our own drama; we’re here and we need to be there for each other.
“We’re all powerless when it comes to love,” I say. “The only power we have is in the choices we make.”
“And as much as I’ve tried to push you away, to put distance between us, the only time I feel okay—happy—is when I’m with you.”
