This Has Gone Too Far

Me: Do you know what’s going on downstairs?

Nell: Probably, but tell me anyway.

Me: Poppy is in the yellow chair, swordless but feisty, watching Dave pretending to be asleep.

Nell: David is lying on her sword.

Me: Poor darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy. I wouldn’t sleep either if I was lying on someone’s sword. Is there any particular reason why?

Nell: Poppy is still determined to fight Miss Maple.

Me: But Miss Maple has done nothing wrong.

Nell: I know. Poppy’s refusing to listen to reason. You’re going to have to talk to her.

Me: Why me?

Nell: It was your idea for John to make her jealous.

Me: I told her but she wouldn’t believe me.

Nell: You do realise all this sword concealing means that David has missed his first breakfast and may possibly miss his second.

Me: We can’t let that happen, Nell.

Nell: I know.

Me: Do you think Poppy realises Dave is lying on her sword?

Nell: Of course she does. That’s why she’s watching him.

Me: Oh, I see.

Nell: The second he moves she will jump in and get it.

Me: I think we need to get John the Doberman over here right now.

Nell: Let me guess. To sweep her off her feet?

Me: No. To lie on the sword so Dave can get his breakfast. John’s a big boy too so he can easily conceal it.

Nell: Good grief. This has gone too far. I’m going to go in and speak my mind. John loves Poppy and Poppy loves John. That’s all that matters.

Me: You’re absolutely right and while you’re at it you might want to listen to your own advice.

Nell: What do you mean?

Me: You love Rupert and he loves you.

Nell: Stop interfering.

Me: Sorry.

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