QUOTE : Who had left a balloon?<br /><br />“I brought your mom the balloon yesterday,” Jared admitted as if reading my mind.<br /><br />“Why?” My voice shook. It was nice of him to do something like that.<br /><br />“Because chicks like pink stuff.” He shrugged his shoulders and made light of his gesture. He didn’t want attention. He never did.<br /><br />“Jared,” I scolded, waiting for a real answer.<br /><br />He smiled to himself. “Because she made you.” And he wrapped his skinny arm around my neck and yanked me into his side. “You’re the best friend I’ve ever had, and I wanted to tell her ‘thank you.