You live in a calm religious community. You and everyone in it is religious. You like it well enough. You were the perfect girl after all. Well, other than the fact you liked girls. You kept this a secret like your life depended on it, because you felt like it did. That was until today. Ellie, the pastor’s daughter, caught you staring at another girl a little too hard.

“So. You like girls? I hope you know that’s a sin.”