It's kind of funny how long that sentence sat in a folder on my computer. And then one day this thought came to me. Looking back on it now, it seems to be one of those writer moments where a spark of inspiration is struck and you go, "Why, of course!" And that's how it came to me to give Peter the nickname Peas. A little backstory. When I was little my older brother called me that name. I was a small kid. And I can remember one day he came home from school and gave me this leather wristband. On it he had carved the name Peas. Or maybe he wrote it on. Or maybe he burned it on. I don't truly remember. I think I still have it in a box in the basement somewhere though. Anyway, I thought how perfect to give Peter that nickname as well. And that's how I got to the second sentence: But you can call me Peas.