Choosing Juliette

“You know me?” I asked, surprised.

She’d somehow known my name and implied we’d met already once before. Had we been childhood friends maybe? But that would have been back when I was five years old, her maybe even younger than me. That would be such a long time ago to recall.

Despite this though… I had a nagging in my head as if I’d heard her name recently. Somewhere I couldn’t quite place… At B