Long gone were the days when my daughter's friends stay close all the time. Long gone was even the thought of a reunion.
Their friends and classmates go everywhere, from Malaysia to Ottawa. I started my morning round a quarter past seven this morning, as I wished to join her reunion with friends returning for winter break. The four of them had been studying the same class since kindergarten. Two of them study in the same school now, and two in Canada.
Am I hearing their laughter after all these years today? Yeah, I am. Their laughter never leaves you wondering the half life of friendship. That's what I and she treasure. Very much.
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