It’s time.
Time?
It’s time.
Oh.
I’ve thought I could go on a little longer.
I knew this was likely to happen.
It’s important now to act, for my own sake.
You’re going in then?
Yes.
Returning?
Maybe.
I’m uncomfortable with that remark.
It’s going to be difficult. But I have to do this.
***
The couple sat in silence as the steamer cruised along.
She took his hand and felt his fingers tighten around hers.
As they sat their minds wandered to a time when there was no need to watch the clock.
They took solace in each other, the man knowing his destiny and the woman understanding his need to face it.
She looked at him with love in her eyes and she smiled ruefully at him acknowledging his pain and decision.
You will come back?
Of course, from time to time.
That will be nice.
And there is the phone.
Yes.
You won’t forget me?
Never.
Ok.
***
At the next dock the man rose from his seat and made his way up the exit ramp.
The woman couldn’t help but notice the sign, ‘Welcome to the Last Chance Medical Centre.’
Morpethroad 
Oh again you caught me by surprise with your ending. Such a sad twist 😦
Thanks RM the idea came to me and there you have it. It is sort of a farewell.
Hmmm..I see.
Sometimes, words aren’t necessary. Sometimes, no amount of words are enough. Sometimes, you never get the chance to have that two-way conversation. Poignant, sad, but also beautiful.
Thanks Freya yes you are right sometimes you don’t have to say anything to convey meaning.
This is wonderful! Just pulled at my heart and love the ending.
Thank you Anja.I’m glad you liked it.i wanted it to create an emotional impact.
It worked very well. I really enjoy your writing style.
Thank you that’s very kind of you.
Well written, poignant conversation with a potential for a sad ending being introduced at the end. A pleasure to read!
Thanks this one did cause me some trouble, I will post the follow up to it later today.