Queerparents Stories

Jamhuri was supposed to be healing. After a devastating miscarriage and a sudden divorce, my baby sister moved into our home to start over. My wife Lena was pregnant, glowing, hopeful-everything Jamhuri had just lost. It wasn't perfect timing, but we made it work. I got to be both loving wife and supportive older sister. At first, Jam was a blessing. Helpful. Attentive. Devoted. But then the lines started to blur.

This was a short story I did for a freshman english project but I am planning on continuing it soon (Btw the cover art is not mine I got it from Pinterest, I will make my own soon though! one more thing is that I still have to work on the story description. I really hope you read it and enjoy it though!)