“I burned his birthday cake completely forgot about it, never heard the
timer. Might’ve burned the house down if Cal himself hadn’t smelled the
burning. So he never got his ice planet or his ten candles. I hate remembering
that. I burned his cake and he never got to blow out his birthday candles. Isn’t
that silly?”
“No, ma’am. No,”
Quinn said with feeling when Frannie looked at her, “It’s not.”
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...it may well be
A study of
2.4 million people suggests the chance of dying is higher on your birthday
Birthdays
are a time for celebration. But, in truth, after a certain age few people greet
yet another birthday with unconfined joy.
According
to scientists, the flatness we feel at the passing of another year is the least
of our problems. It emerges that we are 14 per cent more likely to die on our
birthday, according to new research based on a study of more than two million
people.
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She took
his face in her hands, kissed him. “Happy birthday.”
“I keep
hearing that.”
“Expect to
hear it more. I baked you a cake.”
“No joke?”
“A
seven-layer cake—as promised.”
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