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What can I say? Love can sidetrack a person. Still, it did not feel good when I told myself: I love a Republican. It felt, in fact, like I had betrayed someone. Or many people.
Slowly, my close friends and family met Lorne. And slowly, one by one, they took me aside. “Ann,” they would hiss, “he’s a Republican.”
“But he’s pro-choice,” I would say, hanging on to the one political stance he and I actually shared.
“But he’s a Republican,” they would say.
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