“They would be friends until they both finally acknowledged the truth. And they would have everything that other couples had – the arguments and the hand-holding in the market and the gradual exploration of their bodies and the birthday celebrations and the journeys to new cities and the living as one and sharing a bed and the gradual sense of melting into each other. Their names would be entwined – Roman and Iris or Winnow and Kitt because could you truly have one without the other?”
