Me: There’s nothing like an Easter Saturday swim.
Nell: If you say so.
Me: What do you think of my action shots of Harriet chasing her ball?
Nell: It looks dangerous to me.
Me: It wasn’t.
Nell: The water’s flowing too fast.
Me: She knows exactly how to time catching the ball.
Nell: I can see David was worried because he waded into the water.
Me: Dave always worries about her. She knows what she’s doing.
Nell: Was the small dog with the brown ears there again?
Me: No. It had delivered its message so there was no need.
Nell: Has Harriet done anything with the message?
Me: I don’t know. She FaceTimed with Sally, so maybe?
Nell: Is Sally coming down for Easter?
Me: I don’t think so but then again nobody really tells me anything.
Nell: You can’t be trusted.
Me: Yes, I can.
Nell: You tell everyone.
Me: Only you and the others.
Nell: Exactly.
Me: They’re our friends. They won’t tell anyone.
Nell: Moving on, have you chosen an Easter bonnet?
Me: Yes. The Cat wanted me to have feathers but I refused.
Nell: Wise decision. Leave the feathers to David and the birds.
Me: I thought I might cover it in fruit.
Nell: Don’t go all Carmen Miranda again, please. You’re in Devon, not Brazil.
Me: What about some spring flowers?
Nell: Perfect. And remember, less is more.
Me: Spring used to be my favourite time of year. Lots of family birthdays and everything coming into bloom.
Nell: Why isn’t it anymore?
Me: Now I associate it with losing you and my little sister Alex.
Nell: Try and see it a different way. We can’t be with you physically but life goes on and Spring is showing you that it does.
Me: You’re right. Sorry.
