Shawna Jensen’s moment of reckoning came in March, as she sat in her suburban Fort Worth, Texas, living room next to her fireplace.
Her laptop was open to a Zoom happy hour with five girlfriends. She sucked in a breath, gripping her glass of red wine.“Hey, guys, I gotta tell you something,” she said.
The women, all white, Republican, suburban moms, stared back at her. Jensen’s heart raced. How would they react? What would they think?
She never dreamed she would utter these words aloud.“I’m not voting for Trump this year. My heart will not let me do it. I can’t vote for someone who is that ugly to other people.”An uncomfortable pause descended over the screen.