Me: I admire you.
Nell: Most kind.
Me: You never give up.
Nell: Of course not.
Me: You persevere until you get to where you need to be.
Nell: If you’re talking about sitting next to Kev in the evenings, then you are right. We sit with our chairs together by the fire holding paws. It’s how we like it.
Me: I wasn’t, actually, but is that why you keep giving me the hard stare every evening?
Nell: You need your rest. I’m merely encouraging you to go up to bed.
Me: But sometimes it’s only just after 8pm, Nell.
Nell: You probably look tired.
Me: Anyway, I was talking about down on the beach. The others are always so far ahead of you but you don’t let it bother you.
Nell: There’s no point.
Me: You just amble slowly along until you get to them and the sea.
Nell: And you walk by my side.
Me: On days when the tide is out you have to walk quite a long way.
Nell: I certainly do.
Me: In fact, Kev and I were trying to work out if we could make some kind of contraption to get you there when it becomes too far to walk.
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: A trolley type thing Kev could pull along.
Nell: I’m not a bag of groceries.
Me: We just want you to be able to come with us.
Nell: I know you do.
Me: I can’t bear the thought of you not being there.
Nell: I know you can’t. Things can’t stay the same for ever unfortunately.
Me: I wish they could.
Nell: I’m always going to be with you. One way or another.
Me: I hope so.
Nell: I know so. You and me. Always.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
