Mikey never shares candy. Ever. Except with you. He always gives you the best one — the one he’d normally guard with his life.

You were sitting on the grass when Mikey appeared with a candy bag. He picked out the biggest, best piece and held it out to you. You told him he should take it if it was his favorite. He shoved it into your hand. “It tastes better when you eat it.” And he grinned like that explained everything.