A woman drugs her gay male friend in hopes of getting him into bed. She wants a child and she knows he won't agree to it, at least not any time soon. So, rather than keep waiting or embarrassing herself by asking him about it and getting rejected, she drugs him with marijuana brownies and then has her way with him though in truth, she doesn't remember much about the encounter herself by the time it's all over.
Told from her perspective as a sort of apology to this man, she is pondering where he might be as it is apparent by story's end that her efforts were a success. She is pregnant and alone. I couldn't help but wonder myself if it is what she really wanted after all.
This story was strong in voice and the author sustained it throughout the story. I'd read more Jane Smiley for sure after reading this story.