“Hey,” she says, her eyes sparkling, her hair somehow extra pink. “I like you.” “Yeah,” I say as my smile fades into something softer. “I like you too.” These aren’t words I’m used to saying; I don’t have these kinds of conversations. But this thing with Juniper…I’ve fallen into it. Slipped into it, really, with astonishing ease. Maybe because she found her way here first, and I simply held on for dear life while she dragged me along after her. Her mind is magical, and her heart is strong. How could I not follow her into whatever rainbow dimension she hurled us toward?
