Thanks so much for joining us this week. This is the final part of my birthday gift to you, a fun short story. I hope you loved it, or that it at least made your week a bit brighter.
If you need to catch up, the first day is here, Tuesday is here, Wednesday is here, and Thursday is here. Enjoy the end!
“And isn’t this year a big one?” Kathy lifted a brow.
Ginny narrowed her eyes. “I suppose you could say that.”
“The big 4-0.” Pete walked to the front door and opened it.
“What are you doing?” Ginny stepped that way, but froze as more friends piled into their house. Friends who weren’t simply parents of her son’s friends.
Balloons and flowers came in with several of them. As well as another cake, this one decorated for her.
Ginny’s mouth hung open. She had literally given up on a party or anything else for her birthday other than the card Pete had handed her that morning. And here was her wildest dream come true.
“You did this?” She turned to her husband as he stepped next to her.
“With a lot of help.”
“But you hate parties.”
“But you don’t.”
“You listened.” She leaned in and pressed a kiss to his lips.
“I listen more than you think.” Pete smirked. “The last week when you thought I was ignoring you, I was actually texting your friends to finish planning all the details.”
Ginny giggled. “I can’t believe the kids didn’t give you away.”
“I didn’t tell Carter.” Pete pulled Michelle into a side-hug. “And this one was really the driving force behind it.”
Her pity party fizzled with a bit of remorse for letting it go on so long. All those assumptions about what today would bring popped faster than the balloons would later. And she’d let it all eat at her for weeks with no reason whatsoever.
And ruin her ability to really enjoy celebrating Carter, too.
She swallowed a bite of the humble pie, hoping it would leave room for some of that cake—peanut butter chocolate was her favorite.
“Well, I appreciate you both.” She faced everyone else. “And all the others who helped, too!”
A cheer went up before they burst into “Happy birthday.”
Carter rushed in the back door and froze, his mouth a wide O. “Mom, are all these people here for my party?”
“No, hon. They’re here for my party.”
“Does that mean my party is over?” Carter slumped a little into himself.
“Doesn’t look like it.” Ginny gestured to his friends.
Carter glanced around and a grin took over his face. “Cool! Maybe sharing a party isn’t so bad after all. Best birthday ever!”
Ginny pulled her son into a big hug. “Agreed.”
So, what did you think? Did it end how you expected? Has anything like this ever happened to you?
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