Even Andrew has gone quiet. It gives me a chance to think about everything. I don’t know what these feelings are. Is it possible to be bisexual and not realise it? I ask myself that question all the time, but it’s a stupid question, because the answer is, Yes, dummy, no shit. Then I think back – way back – and try to figure out if I knew at any other moments that this might be who I am. But I can’t remember a time I felt like this before him.
