And one day, he realized, his friend was gone.
It wasn't on a particular day, or in the wake of some memorable event.
No act or incident to speak of.
No argument was had, no conflict raced to a peak.
Simply that there was a time when this man had been his friend; and one day that time had passed.
It struck him as odd, that he was only just now realizing the state of things.
He felt he should have been informed.
Perhaps a letter ... or a word?
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