It's been a while since I saw Cathy. She and I have been friends since the first day of school. Now, I don't even think she remambers me. See, we got into a fight about liking the same boy,and when I wanted to apologize to her, I found out that she's moved to a far city.
Last week, I found out that she's moving back. The last time I saw her, we were 12. Now, we're 18. And six years isn't a short time.
When I went out to walk my dog yesterday, she smelled something and ran torward it. I realized it was Cathy.
"Hi there Heather. How are you?"
Now, we're 30, still friends, and are going to be that way for a long, long time...