I had a birthday. I asked for nothing to be done. But then, Oh look! It’s The Midlife Crisis with Cake! I have a weird thing about looking at her ring hand. I won’t do it. “Oh, there’s so much smoke!” – wave, wave, wave. “I hate you” I thought as I looked away.
That night I bought a couple new toys. Now I’m even squeakier.
Unknowing ‘H’