Rhubarb has been gone for several years.
I didn't see the last of it.
To be precise, no one saw the last of it.
It walks on its own. On an ordinary day, on an ordinary school day, I don't know where I went, and I never came back.
Rhubarb is only one year younger than me.
Now that I am nineteen, it is still fifteen.
Concept: dog