sorry? You’re an abomination, that’s what you are. You aren’t
natural. You and her!” He pointed behind Cassia, towards the
house where Adalynn was standing.
His words shocked and stung her. She felt whipped by them,
flayed open, left vulnerable and bleeding. Her eyes misted
over, but she refused to cry over someone else’s prejudiced
hatred. The world was full of people who had that opinion, but
she couldn’t let that make a difference in being proud of who
she was. She knew that as many people who harbored hatred
for people who weren’t in what they saw as a regular
relationship, there were so many others who believed in equal
rights for everyone, no matter what their orientation. There
were people who changed their mind all the time too. People
could learn, they could be sorry, they could move forward. She
knew she would be tested many times throughout her life and
how she reacted was on her.
“I don’t believe that,” Cassia said calmly. “I don’t think
there’s anything wrong with love. If you feel that way, maybe
you should keep that to yourself. It would be a lot easier to
work together if we could get past whatever opinions we
might have of each other and be friends.”
“Friends? I don’t think so. What you’re doing is wrong. I’m
not working for a couple of lesbians.” He grabbed his lunch
pail again. “I can promise you that the whole town will know
about this by morning. I’m going to start with calling each and
every single member of the crew and letting them know who
they’re working for. Don’t be surprised if no one shows up
tomorrow morning.” He turned, satisfied with his last, hurtful
words, and stormed out of the yard.
Cassia’s heart was going to breach her ribs at any second, it