by Poppy Dunne
“Happy birthday,” everyone says, clinking glasses. I smile at my siblings, my sister-in-law, and even Fraser. Yep. The moment of embarrassment is over. It’s smooth sailing from here on out.
“Thank you, my loves. Thank you all for coming to celebrate a frail old woman like me.” Mom laughs heartily, implying that we all need to laugh extra loud and tell her how much nonsense that is. Everyone laughs but Fraser. Heh.
“I love all my children so much. And especially Emma, bartender extraordinaire!” Mom winks at me, taking me by surprise. Wow. She never singles me out! That’s enough to make a girl misty-eyed. Until she follows it up with, “My favorite old maid! Cheers!” Then she makes everyone toast, while Justin shoots me an ‘I’m sorry’ look and Fraser throws back his drink like only alcohol will save him.
Remember that smooth sailing I mentioned? Spoke too soon. Iceberg, straight ahead.
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