“You’ve got this, Claire Biggs,” I promised, pulling her closer. “Give it a month, and you’ll be the school’s sunshine sweetheart.” “You really think so?” “I know so.” “What about you?” “Me?” “Yeah, what will you be?” “You can’t have sunshine without rain,” I offered with a shrug. “I’ll be the school raincloud.” That made her laugh, and I was glad because it was important to me that this girl never lost her shine. Like I did.
