When they danced slow, they draped themselves over each other. When they danced fast, she wished she hadn't worn the bra.Her feet hurt. She usually wo...e brogans with her habit, and tennis shoes with what she thought of as her civilian clothing, and wasn't used to being up on her heels."I need to sit down," she said."I need to lie down," he responded. "With you," he added."You're horrible," she said."You're beautiful," he responded.She stood, looking at him, and the seriousness of the situation. I don’t really know for sure anymore.’ I told him quietly, trying to remember just how long it had really been. ‘The last thing I remember before being taken was our fight.’ ‘Our fight? The one we had last time we saw each other? But how? I saw you a few days after that?’ ‘It was about a week later, I had been writing you a text, apologizing for the things I had said, when I looked up and saw him walking towards me. In the few seconds it took for me to realize who it was, he had me.’ I told. ”“Ah,” Lia said quietly.“Yeah. Ah. Never put the pieces together until now.”Lia nodded. “You’re sure you’re not putting the jigsaw together from the wrong photo?”I sighed. “I wish I knew, and I don’t see who I can ask. Dad’s never said anything to me, and he was pretty cut up when Sid died, so either I’m wrong or he doesn’t know.”“Fuck.”“Yeah, but I think you’re right. Sid was my grandfather in every way except maybe one, and I’m not sure that one was the one that mattered the most.”Lia smiled. " I answered, unsure of how far to go with details."So have you ... you know, done it yet?" She asked, grinning stupidly at me. I threw a pillow at her."Nooooo, not yet. It's not like I just would run off and jump in the sack with the first person I met to give it a test-drive or anything." I said, smartly ducking the retaliatory pillow-throw."Alright so, but like- you weren't lesbian before, right? I mean, you never wanted to have sex with a girl as a guy, or at least that's what you told me.".