Nash When I volunteered to work on a float for the LGBTQ Booksellers and Librarians Association and march in the Chicago Pride parade handing out flyers for Drag Queen Story Hour, I thought it would be fun and a good way to spend the day shirtless. I never imagined I’d meet the man of my dreams in the crowd, but there he was. We didn’t get a chance to talk, and now I’m left wondering if the connection I felt was real. Can you meet your soul mate in only a second? Reed I hadn’t wanted to go to the parade with my friends, but they insisted I needed to be reintegrated into Chicago’s gay society after years spent outside the city and promised the Pride parade would be the best way to start that process. I was less than convinced until a guy shoved a little neon green flyer into my hand and my heart recognized him as mine. Now I just have to track him down at something called Drag Queen Story Hour. Maybe my friends were right, and I am out of touch. Story Hour is a 16,000-word standalone short that features a chance meeting, sexy librarians, a summer storm, and a shared appreciation for Chicago’s architecture.