Thank the heavens, she's back. I can only handle short disappearances from people before I start to panic.
I just got my birthday cake, minutes after a heart to heart from my mom. She made me make a wish. She arched her eyebrows at me. She knows.
I made a wish. A real wish, a heart string wish, a wish that it all really does work out and I'm not the sad, bitter woman when the credits roll.