“Huh?” Paul’s attention snapped back to his lunch companion.
Natalie looked as though she were sucking on a lemon. “Those two queers parading their perversion where decent people can see.”
“Shush, they’ll hear you.” Paul took a quick glance at the two, who fortunately seemed to be oblivious to the conversation going on less than ten feet from them.
“I don’t see any harm,” Paul said.
“What? Surely you can’t think it’s right to…to—” Natalie’s voice was rising.
“Stop it!” Paul, said louder than he’d intended. The conversations that had been going on around them paused as people looked over at them. Even the kids in the corner fell silent. More quietly Paul added, “I’ve always believed in live and let live.” This, he realised, wasn’t exactly true, but since getting to know Trevor his views had undergone a real shake-up. “One of my best friends is gay. You couldn’t find a more loyal or genuine person.”