My Friend Jack

Jack and I have been friends since we were both kids. He is never far from my thoughts, and if I’m having a bad day, he’ll always pop by to have a chat, crack a joke, or just sit in silent contemplation until I get over whatever is troubling me.

That’s what friends are for.

I’ve long since become accustomed to him being around. I can sense him, even when I can’t see him beside me.

Sometimes, we play hide and seek just like in the old days, before he was taken from the world on that terrible winter’s day.