And then there were nine

It’s not that we didn’t see it coming.
She had, casually, told us before how busy she was. We hardly noticed.
There was a casual mention of packing, of moving house. That’s a strenuous event in one’s life indeed. Hang on there girl, you’ll be fine.

Then, one day, there’s a box with chocolates going from hand to hand.

We are going to miss a warm fellow-student and, I suspect, the ranks of China aficionados has grown a little thinner.

And thus we are nine.

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