Delia looked around the park they were sitting in while taking a sip of her tea "Looks like we picked the wrong time to come to lunch"
Patsy looked up from her sandwich "What do you mean?"
Delia pointed with her eyes at a couple laying on the grass a little in front of them, if they had been laying any closer to each other there would be public outrage.
Patsy saw them "Oh!" she said rather sadly. She let her eyes wonder around the park more as she chewed on her sandwich. It was a nice sunny afternoon and the park appeared to be filled with men and women holding hands, walking arm in arm, cuddling on park benches and one couple kissing as they walked in front on them.
They carried on eating their sandwiches in silence for a moment "Have you ever….?" Delia started. Patsy looked at her and raised a questioning eyebrow.
"… With….. a boy" Delia finished a little shyly. It wasn't really something they had discussed before.
Patsy thought for a moment and placed the rest of her sandwich on the napkin on her lap "I haven't ever felt the way most girls seemed to feel about boys" Patsy said matter of factly "I always thought that perhaps I just hadn't met the right one, but then it went on longer and longer and I …" She tailed off
Delia looked at her girlfriend who was looking down at her lap with sad expression on her face "Pats?" she asked softly
Patsy looked at her and managed to smile a little "… I started to wonder if….. maybe what happened to me when I was a child …. in the camp ….. broke me in some way…"
"Oh Pats" Delia said quickly, placing her hand on Patsy's knee "You aren't broken" she said leaning in closer and shaking her head.
Patsy placed her hand over Delia's "I realised that when I met you" she said with a cheeky but slightly sad smile that always melted Delia's heart.