Carol plumped the cushions up and arranged them along the back of the sofa.
“Nearly done here Bernard. Would you like a cup of tea? I’ve time for a bit of a chat.”
“That would be great Carol. I think there are some biscuits in the cupboards too.”
“There you go, a nice cup of tea and look what I found, chocolate Hobnobs, my favourite.”
Bernard grinned. “Well if I can’t buy my little sister her favourite biscuits in return for helping me out then what can I do? Here, help yourself.”
“Oh it’s nothing Bernard. I like to help.” Carol savoured the biscuit. “Evan likes to have a little moan about me coming over, you know what he’s like. But I’ve told him, Bernard’s my brother and he’s on his own now. He needs my help. We’re family.”
“I appreciate it Carol, I really do. But what I like most of all Carol is seeing you. Now how’s everything else? Do you still go and play Bridge with your friend?”
“Well, I try to go most weeks but sometimes Evan gets a bit funny you know. He’s very protective. It’s only because he loves me.”
“Oh Carol, you love playing Bridge. You know you do. You’ve always been a bit of a whizz. And I bet your friend misses you when you don’t go, doesn’t she?”
“Promise me you’ll go. Promise me!”
“Well, I’ll try Bernard. I’ll try. But sometimes I just don’t want to argue.” Carol got up and moved the cups and the rest of the biscuits into the kitchen. She washed the cups up and reached for her coat and bag.
Bernard gave her a big hug. “Take care Carol. Now, I will see you next week won’t I. I have a bit of paperwork I need a hand with, something to do with online payments. I’ll need your help.”
“Of course. I’ll ring you during the week. Bye!”
Carol walked briskly home. Evan would be waiting.