Saw Annie again at a gig tonight, first thing we talked about was Ernie, it was his birthday a couple of weeks ago, and how much we still loved him and how we both wished he’d been there. Not sad anymore, we just miss him, but talking about him keeps him with us, safe inside our memories. The three of us, closest of friends, ’til life got in the way.
The girl is still lovely, and it’s like fifteen years never passed. We promised we’d stay in touch.