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London“True love is forever, but so is true friendship, and I can’t live without either.”
—London Wright
I light the last candle atop the triple-layered cake that I picked up from an incredible little bakery down the street. The soft glow of the flames dance across the icing, illuminating the edible sugar flowers that adorn the cake. It’s almost too pretty to eat, but with the chocolate mouse filling inside, I know it’s going to taste even more spectacular than it looks.
Placing my hands beneath the dish that holds the cake, I slowly walk it out to the living room where the birthday girl sits, surrounded by a group of our girlfriends. The room fills with the traditional “Happy Birthday” song as we serenade Paige.
“Make a wish,” I say when the song is finished.
Paige closes her eyes
