My oldest friend died today. It was a sad day, to say the least, but it's not like I had known him for very long. I just volunteered at his nursing home and we talked whenever he was able to, which wasn't very often. But when we did get the chance to talk, he told me wonderful stories about giants and faeries and dragons - he was very imaginative for a man of 92.
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all_unwritten prompt 346, "my oldest friend." The first thing I thought of was age, not how long you had known the person.