“It’s complicated, isn’t it - the older you get? Bella and I used to get along, believe it or not. We were mates, when we were little. But then we grew up, and I just hope she’s happy with what she’s chosen. She’s strong, she’ll be fine. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t sting a bit to be left behind, but it was my own doing as much as hers.
Marlene, on the other hand, is complicated in an entirely different manner. I love that girl. She’s one of my best friends, I’d die for her. She’s… it’s just - I mean, it’s like this, it’s…. it’s like there’s this sour taste in my mouth, yeah? And I don’t even realize it until she’s there and it goes away. That doesn’t make any sense, does it? It’s just easy to be around her, I don’t know - I don’t have to try, we just sort of click. She’s brilliant, and beautiful, just the right mix of spontaneous and responsible - I’m really a lucky dog she puts up with me at all, aren’t I?”