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I cried not just for the end of that perfect weekend, but for the next week, when we’d be back in different cities, on opposite sides of the country.
I cried for the coming summer, when I’d eat ice cream alone and wish he was there walking and joking with me.
When my milkshake was gone and it was time to go, I broke down.
I cried and held onto fistfuls of his shirt like I had when he first told me that he wasn’t going to be living with us anymore.
“There were around 8.5 million unauthorised absences around the country in a single term.