"He is," Becky agreed easily, getting into the spirit of their little game.  "I never feel different when I'm with him, like I do a lot around other people.  Not Mom and other family, because they're used to me, but a lot of times at school I can't help but feel different.  Jaimie never makes me feel that way, and always tries to include me in things, and takes time to actually pay attention to me," she said, treating this as having a conversation with a new guy Mom was seeing, and finding it surprisingly fun and easy to do.  She knew she was really pretending, but she wasn't sure if she'd have been able to be so honest with Jaimie, and Mom for that matter, without becoming self-conscious, if they'd been having a regular conversation betweeen the three of them.  "He always makes me feel special, like I count for something, and like he doesn't mind helping me when I need it.  Mom and Jaimie both do, but I tend to notice it more with Jaimie, only because I'm around him a bit more," she added, trying to be as honest as she could, while still sticking to the game.<br/><br/>((I didn't mean to let this go for so long, you two!  I remember seeing this, but I think I was about half asleep when I read it, so I told myself I'd answer it later, and then I must have forgot.  Oh well, it's posted now, and I'll try not to let it go for almost a week before I answer again!))