Evelyn looked up and smiled. Standing in the doorway was Clara, her partner of twelve years. Clara was sixty-one, a landscape architect with silver-streaked curls and eyes that still made Evelyn’s heart skip. Clara was carrying two mugs of herbal tea.
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Evelyn stood on the stage to give her opening remarks. She looked out at the sea of beautiful, diverse, mature faces and then looked to the side of the stage where Clara stood, beaming with pride. Evelyn looked up and smiled