"Janey it's lonely all day long since you moved away" . . . and so as the soft brown and yellow drawings show a little girl walking alone reading at home or being tucked into bed, the text proceeds with the memories she mentally addresses to her absent friend: how Janey's voice sounded, how she skipped rocks in a pond, how they could sit together without talking, etc. There is no false cheer in the form of a new friend at the end, only the vague hope that "maybe some day we'll grow up and live near each other again" — and the consolation for similarly lonely readers that someone shares their feelings.
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