David Shares His Toy

Me: I’m struggling today, Nell.

Nell: I know you are and it’s completely understandable. Your little sister’s funeral is in two days.

Me: I managed to find a tiny pocketful of happiness when my darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy brought me his favourite toy.

Nell: Are you taking about the colourful ring?

Me: Yes. It was a bit wet and slimy but still ever so kind of him to share it with me.

Nell: David loves chewing on that thing.

Me: Kev says it makes him look like one of those lion door knockers.

Nell: It keeps him busy.

Me: You’ve never really been one for toys.

Nell: I prefer a good book myself.

Me: Such a sophisticated animal.

Nell: Thank you. Now, you didn’t manage to get to your hair appointment on Friday so Sophie has managed to fit you in tomorrow morning.

Me: That’s kind of her.

Nell: She’s completely aware of what’s going on.

Me: I hope I don’t break down.

Nell: You probably will but that’s fine. There’s the quiet room and you’ll be well looked after.

Me: I need to look my best for Alex.

Nell: I know you do.

Me: I can’t believe she’s gone, Nell. I’ll be doing something normal like making a bed, or washing up, and it will hit me like a hammer.

Nell: It’s hard to accept.

Me: I’m never going to see her again.

Nell: I know.

Me: Even though she was the youngest she had such a sensible head on her. She was the one I knew would give me sensible advice.

Nell: Yes.

Me: How am I going to manage without her?

Nell: You will.

Me: It’s hard to believe at the moment.

Nell: One step at a time.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

Nell: No sorries. Not today.

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