Foot prints

The memory faded away. I could only just imagine what he was thinking. What could I have said?! It was so strange, it was so rare that he ever visited.

I didn't talk much, but I should have said more then. Something that I could use as a reason to move on. No, it was too late, he was gone. The next day we got a report that he was MIA. We never heard from him again.