“I was so excited to finally be going to a high school dance—I had never been asked to home coming, never been asked to spring fling, and my junior year, I hadn’t scored myself a date for junior prom either. The day after Damien proposed going to the dance, I went shopping for a dress with Mitch. We ended up deciding on a light blue, tight little strapless thing that actually made my butt look great for once. I spun around in the shop dressing room, giggling with delight until Mitch starte...d complaining. And then, finally, homecoming arrived, and with it, my birthday. My dad ignored the occasion but Maria was kind enough to bake a small cake, which she served to the three us of—Damien, Mitch, and myself—before we headed out to the dance. “Blow out the candles, birthday girl,” she cooed in her olive oil accent as she set the neat little white frosted cake in front of me, candles shining all over it: eighteen of them.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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