birthday special!

music:car crash love-ambry
mood:happy

this is an excerpt from a beautiful birthday story, leading up to SOMEBODY SPECIAL's birthday. haha. enjoy.

Inside the kitchen she raised the glass cover and took out last week's cake. The air that had been under the glass smelled sweet and ripe. The cake had not been touched; it mights have been a clay model of the new one. As she carried it to the trash, tips of chocolate frosting broke off and scattered on the floor like shards of pottery.

She swept up the pieces, washed the smudges of frosting from the cake stand with a sponge, then opened the bakery box, removed the new cake and put it under the glass cover. It was dark outside, and in the hills around the city the lights in the windows of hundreds of houses glowed like the tiny white bulbs in the branches of a Christmas tree.

She thought of her children; they were up in those hills, eating dinner with their own children--those light-skinned boys and girls who shrank from their nana's hugs, kept their jackets on, and whispered to each other until it was time to leave. It was cold hear the window; she shivered and stepped away.She sat at the kitchen table, beneath the photos of Nico and the children. She looked at the door, wishing, as she did each time, that there might be a knock, or that it might just swing open, and one of them, just one of them, might be there.
(the birthday cake-daniel lyons)

i know this isn't your run-of-the-mill-esque birthday stories, but it makes it all the more special. and now i know i've got 48 more years before i turn into that lonely old woman.

(CINDAYYY i love you muchos! but i love pizza more. HAHAHA.)