He walks beside her.
He was here first and although happy when she arrived, always wanted to be a couple of steps ahead.
He was the leader. He knew more. She had so much yet to learn.
She respected that, although she complained, but she knew. She was the follower.
They know each other so well, both the good and the bad, but always a bit of distance.
He walks beside her. Into adulthood. They are equals now. In the blink of an eye. They know it and feel it.
He walks beside her and they together, walk away from me.