"They are odd on their own, but it gets magnified when they get together," Lisa said. She was observing Chelsea's moves and adopting her own to match. She imagined having her foot run over by that wheelchair would be worse than having them stepped on by the typical dance partner, but Chelsea's moves were rhythmic and well-timed, and Lisa had no difficulty adjusting to this new type of dancing. She found herself wondering how Chelsea had ended up in the wheelchair, but she didn't ask. If Chelsea wanted to reveal that information, she would in her own time. The way things have been going for me, she's probably a policewoman who was wounded in the line of duty, Lisa thought grimly.