viii. She puts on Billie Holliday one night after dinner, and there are noises of complaint and objection but he just sits in silence, and something tight and sad twinges in his chest at the familiar croon, the trumpets, and when everyone leaves he says flatly I used to dance to this song. She looks at him, even if he doesn't meet her eyes, Is that an invitation? It wasn't - but his lips twinge slightly and he makes his way to her and takes her hand – such a familiar gesture to them both – and takes her in his arms. He's not sure he remember how to dance and she never has, so they just hold each other, swaying gently.
