His little Marguerite | g.b.d

"My name is Marguerite. What is yours?" I smiled at the little boy that was in front of me.

"I'm Grayson" He smiled to me and continued playing with the cars.

And everyday, in kindergarten, he would come and play with me. He was my best friend. He always called me his little Marguerite. He was also the first boy I had ever loved.