Josie’s POV
I was so happy when I got a call from Joshua in the morning to have lunch. Haven't seen or heard from him in eight months.
I enjoyed lunch but he had to leave early saying it is for business and he will be back after work. I was so happy knowing I will be seeing him twice in one day.
Joshua is eight years older than me and we had always been close. I would trail behind him around the house as a child like a lost puppy.
"Piggy, what are you thinking about?" Joshua questioned, passing me a chocolate vanilla ice cream.
We had stopped by the park to hang out a little.
I frowned at the nickname he gave me as a kid. "I am too old to have that kind of nickname." What is someone hear and decided to call me piggy as well? Names you don't want tends to stay permanentl
