A Tale for the Modern Attention Span
Crescendo Cove is a serialized comedic-drama presented in brief episodes that will be posted twice a week.
Look, there’s Chastity Fate cleaning out the storefront that used to be Crescendo Cove Copies (a small printing firm recently forced out of business by one of those big, soulless chains). Complete with toolbelt around her waist, she’s sweeping and painting and hammering with such vigour because this space is going to be the headquarters of the Crescendo Cove Council of Lesbians and Outed Gays (CCCLOG, which everyone pronounces “Clog”).
Like seemingly everything else she does, Chastity has taken to being a lesbian with boundless energy. Within hours of discovering there was no support group for gay people in Crescendo Cove, she’d formed one. She took care of fund-raising, renting office space, recruiting members and conscripting volunteers “almost single-handedly.”
“No,” answered Charity Hope. “You?”
“No. But I realize now I always wanted to be. It’s what I am.”
“Really?” Charity asked. She’d enjoyed herself—just as she enjoys any activity that provokes orgasms—but she certainly didn’t consider her life altered.
“Yes. I think part of the reason I did so much charity work back when I was married to Steel is that I needed something to occupy my time, to keep from thinking about it. And when I was Trixie, I drank and took drugs and had indiscriminate sex with men because, even then, I was denying my true sexual identity.”
“Sleeping like angels,” answered Charity Hope, in reference to Chastity’s eight-month-old boy and her own four-month-old son.
“Excellent,” said Chastity. Then brightly she added, “Look what I got for us,” pulling a bottle of red wine from a gift bag and setting it on the coffee table. She patted the seat beside her on the couch. “Come join me.”
Charity accepted the invitation and a glass of wine the same wordless way she accepts everything Chastity tells her to do.