where has the other one gone?

there used to be four of us

she said

she lobbed a pebble in the stream

watched the effect

another replied

he got sick & died

nothing will ever be the same again

water flowed

a bird flew up

third one commented

that he would be missed

that the bed would feel empty

felt bad that he borrowed the shoes without permission

took his money

she remembered how he scuffed his bike

down the path & ate hungry

the heron stood silent opposite on the mud

there are three of them now sat on the log by the stream

only one went to the funeral

the others

sent to school