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Published by Janice Gallen at Smashwords
Copyright 2013 Janice Gallen
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The sweet aroma from the cake wafted in the air and Amy breathed it in, savouring the smell. Chocolate. Everyone’s favourite. What colour would she use to ice it? White, she decided. It would match John’s hair. She would add colour with the candles. Of course she couldn’t fit eighty-five candles on the cake. She would outline the numbers with them.
Oh, she hoped that Gerry and Rob would stay for the whole evening with Melanie and Sally, and the grandkids, of course. She shook her head. John had lost his temper with their youngest grandson Jake last time he’d visited, complaining about the rings Jake had in his nose, tongue and eyebrows. She’d agreed they looked silly, but she wished he’d said nothing. It was hard enough, she knew, for Sally to get her sons to come and visit them, now they had girlfriends.
Peck! Peck! Peck!
Amy shuddered, biting down on her lip. She needed to block out that ominous sound and sight. Grabbing a tea towel, she steadied her shaking legs and turned to wave the cloth towards the kitchen window. The magpie flew off.