My cousin has been staying with me for the past two weeks. She lives in Dubai and was here in London to do a revision course for her A-levels. Today was her last day before she goes home.
She used to live here, ten minutes away from my house. I grew up with her; we are the same age, and we got on like a house on fire. When she moved away, I was sad, but I saw her most school holidays. She loves coming to London because she loves the culture, the nightlife, and she's got lots of friends kicking around. I'm leaving the country next year.
I met her for lunch today in South Kensington. She was with some of her friends, and we barely spoke. She sat, and smoked a cigarette, and I took a photograph of her to remind myself of this person I know. Just in case I don't see her for a while.