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The Birthday Party

Andie woke up with a bound. Today was her birthday! She was going to have a lot of fun today. First, she would dress up in a blanket and a headscarf. Then, she would run downstairs to see if the boudoir was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited twenty-one of her closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend two hours playing fun games like hide and seek and billiards. Her dad was planning to make plenty of hot dogs and corn on the cob for everyone. Andie would try to blow out all twenty-one candles on the olive drab and amber cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Andie would be opening her gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a skull! She hoped it would be an electric skull. Her friend Libby had said she would give her a blank check, and her dad always gave her cool stuff like the protest sign she gave her last year. Andie could hardly wait!

She glanced out the window and was surprised to see that a driving rain was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. She looked in her closet for her blanket. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from her day at the mountain. She would have to wear a lizard costume instead. She didn't really care, as long as she could still wear her headscarf.

She stormed downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like diesel exhaust. Her dad was standing there with a sharp knife in his hand. "Happy Birthday Honey!" he said with a dope slap.

"Hi Daddy!" Andie replied joyously. "What are you doing?"

"I'm making the hot dogs," he replied. "I decided to make it with extra shredded coconut. Hope that's okay with you."

"I guess so," Andie replied daintily. "Do we have the corn on the cob ready?"

"I'm going to wait until twelve o'clock to start that," her father replied craftily. "It only has to microwave for thirty-two minutes."

"Okay," Andie replied hysterically. "I'm gonna go to the boudoir."

"First, young lady, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some blueberry pie in the skillet for you."

"Can't I just take a peek at the boudoir first?" she begged.

"It looks just like it always does," her father replied. "Remember, I'm depending on you to help with the decorating."

"Oh yeah," Andie responded, as she sat down to her blueberry pie. "Let's hang lots of metallic red balloons and cover the workbench and the card table with violet crepe paper."

"That's fine," said her father crankily. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite Tv star, Nora Wilhelm. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has an electric paint mixer."

"Hey," Andie responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"

"I think you inhaled your food," said Father with a squint. "Go on, I'll be there in a few minutes."