![]() That’s when I notice that they’re wearing evening dresses and high heels and they’re giggling at my little girl clothes. ![]() She whispers something to Grace and points at my feet and they all look around. Grace is at the end of the table, so I hop off the back step to join them, but Becky sees me before I reach them. I recognize the girls from my class and a few from Saturday gym. A few steps away, a long table is set with coloured plates and folded napkins and the row of lanterns on a string above it are swaying to the music. “The girls are outside.” She puts the baby in the playpen before opening the garden door for me. “It all looks really pretty,” I tell Grace’s mum. On the counter there’s a two-layered pink and white cake with twelve candles on it. ![]() Grace’s mum answers the door holding her toddler and says, “I’m glad you could make it.” I put my present for Grace, a make-your-own-cards craft set, on the dining table with all the other gifts and follow her into the kitchen. I feel for Mum’s phone in one of the deep pockets of my new skirt and straighten the matching top before ringing the bell. I promise Dad I’ll have fun and to call him to pick me up when the party is over. Holding the present, I open the door before the car has completely stopped and jump out. ![]() There are fairy lights on in the tree in their front garden and there’s music playing behind the fence. It’s easy to find Grace’s house when Dad turns into their street at two o’clock on Saturday afternoon. From: Soup and Bread, by Nonen Titi Chapter 1: Too Much Cake ![]()
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