"We need to talk", says Sharon.
The bottle of wine is empty and now only the pressure of need holds her upright by the table. She takes all the courage she can get, though she's not sure what makes her tremble more. Impossible things come together; when you fall in love with another girl, when you float up like a balloon over London.
She looks over to her friend, lover, by the window, her back turned.
"About what?"
