Last Friday I got a message from my old friend Leo. We were in the same class five years ago, but then his family moved to another city. Since that time we have only written to each other a few times. In his message, Leo said he was coming to my town for the weekend to visit his aunt. He asked if I was free on Saturday afternoon.

I felt excited because we had many good memories together. We used to play football after school and study for tests in the library. I wrote back quickly and suggested meeting at a small café near the bus station. It is easy to find and not far from my house.

On Saturday, I arrived ten minutes early, but Leo was already there. He looked taller and more confident than before, but he had the same friendly smile. We talked for two hours about school, work, and our future plans. When we said goodbye, we promised not to lose contact again.