August 9, 2019
The next day she goes to Camp John Hay. She goes straight to the flowers and buys a pot of poinsettia. This is one of her fondest memories of them together: One foggy day at CJH, taking photographs of flowers. Seeking shelter in one of the cottages when it starts raining. Him walking away, heavy fog obscuring his legs so it looks like he's walking on clouds. His head is slightly turned sideways, like he's about to say something. They head back when it gets too cold. This is how she'll say goodbye to this friendship. Relive that day. Smile.