She hadn't seen Akane since that day, seven years ago. Sometimes, it seemed Akane was no longer real, never had been. It was as if Akane was simply a figment of Catherine's imagination, an imaginary friend from childhood, until Catherine came across a photo like this, proof Akane was no fiction.
If I did not tell you all the changes you might consider, I would be doing you a disservice, treating you with less than the full respect you deserve. This much I have learned from my years teaching and mentoring writers.
Riverstones let the water flow around them.