This story was written back in March of 2016 and finally found a home after a pile of rejections, though most were pretty nice ones as far as rejections go (meaning boiler plate).
As some people will undoubtedly notice, I believe that this is the second one that's been put up on the website that isn't from a male POV. I have other stories from female POV's (they haven't gotten published yet), but not as many as there probably could be. The honest truth is that for me writing from a male POV is just easier and quicker. Writing from the POV of a different gender, race, or just someone with a vastly different background is time consuming in that you have to be much more careful thinking out the little details and thought processes in order to keep it authentic.
I like to think that a lot of my stories could have the genders swapped. A lot of the themes are pretty gender neutral. However, I only have so much time in the day, so things tend to come more from the male POV, with the female gender only used when I feel it's important to the theme. I do plan on writing more from the female POV, maybe even attempting a book at some point, but in the end I also feel that the best people to tell such stories are women themselves. There's some themes, no matter how hard I try, where I'll always be an outsider looking in.
Anyways, with this one I hope I did fairly well writing from the female POV on a theme totally foreign to the male perspective. I can at least feel okay in that it's based on a story a woman told me and the fact that the editors who chose it were all women. I hope you enjoy it.
Also, if you like my short stories, check out my new short story collection, An Unsated Thirst, now available for purchase.