The birthday

by Floribunda

The old woman was approaching yet another birthday with excitement


The cake would be arriving and she had told them repeatedly that she didn't like marzipan

She didn't entirely trust them to obey her instructions as they all loved marzipan
For years the cake had been just what they liked and her role was one of amused silence
The old woman was approaching yet another birthday with excitement


The cake would be arriving and she had told them repeatedly that she didn't like marzipan

She didn't entirely trust them to obey her instructions as they all loved marzipan
For years the cake had been just what they liked and her role was one of amused silence
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