The Birthday Party
The ice cream melted after about ten minutes. It simply sat on the dining room table, and took a nosedive. For the company. For the peity…
The Birthday Party
The ice cream melted after about ten minutes. It simply sat on the dining room table, and took a nosedive. For the company. For the peity of the participants. Who shared an experience. But not experience. Yet attended anyway.
The kind of cake was not noted. But its name could be spelled with the ABCs that we learned in school.
In the end, there was one piece of cake left. Just enough for the event. And happenstance of it all.
Those attending sang ‘Happy Birthday’ efusively. To an effect. Prefunctorily. As the room heated up and people sweat. For no apparent reason. Just trying to enjoy and understand the vernacular. Once again, based on an alphabet, that started with the letters, ABC.
Who was hiding behind the mask at the party? To what end?
A calculation that would be measured. With the final tally given. Whether they had signed up for the bill. Or not.
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