what’s on your mind? I asked.
After some thought
It’s just…
What is it I asked putting my hand on his shoulder…
It’s just…When is the end?
Not yet I explained and I don’t know when but not now.
We talked about wheelchairs and stairlifts and all the other (in)conveniences that were better than the end because
We are still here together.
And can do something.
So sod the rest.
Let’s have fish and chips shall we?