“You’re the best, Sunshine,” she says and I give her a flat look. It’s all I can do to hold back the smile that threatens to take hold when she calls me that. I should hate it–if anyone else said it I would–but for some reason it brings me this warm feeling whenever I hear it. Having a nickname from Juliette is a solid, real thing that shows I have a place in her life. And while I’m afraid of what having a place might look like in the future, it still feels good to have one.
