At some point our friendship had fallen apart.
We never had a moment to repair it, I had moved the next day. Nine years later I received a call that she was dying, had eight days to live, and she wanted to see me one last time. A tale of a girl who travels a thousand miles to reach her friend before she dies.
With no transportation, she runs.
But running the thousand mile separation is a lot harder than she had originally thought. Some friends are worth running for.