Days passed -- maybe even years. Every once in awhile I'd think of him. Even though we didn't really play together when he visited, I liked him a lot. I wondered where he went when he wasn't around.
I felt like I knew him from somewhere, some time a long long time ago. I know it sounds strange but he felt like my father, my brother, my son, my friend, he felt like everything all wrapped up into one.
I think Kate liked him a lot too, even though we really never talked about him.
I think Kate liked him a lot too, even though we really never talked about him.