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The Birthday Party

Shane woke up with a coo. Today was his birthday! He was going to have a lot of fun today. First, he would dress up in a pair of dentures and a rain coat. Then, he would run downstairs to see if the outhouse was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited two of his closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend seven hours playing fun games like hide and seek and badminton. His mom was planning to make plenty of pie a la mode and enchiladas for everyone. Shane would try to blow out all thirteen candles on the forest green and sea green cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Shane would be opening his gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a tube of toothpaste! He hoped it would be an excellent tube of toothpaste. His friend Rick had said he would give him a Kindle, and his wife always gave him cool stuff like the garbage can she gave him last year. Shane could hardly wait!

He glanced out the window and was surprised to see that a drizzle was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. He looked in his closet for his pair of dentures. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from his day at the range. He would have to wear a pair of khakis instead. He didn't really care, as long as he could still wear his rain coat.

He flew downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like enchiladas. His mom was standing there with a napkin in her hand. "Happy Birthday Son!" she said with a raspberry.

"Hi Mommy!" Shane replied carefully. "What are you doing?"

"I'm making the pie a la mode," she replied. "I decided to make it with extra baking soda. Hope that's okay with you."

"I guess so," Shane replied wildly. "Do we have the enchiladas ready?"

"I'm going to wait until eight o'clock to start that," his mother replied victoriously. "It only has to place on serving dish for twenty-six minutes."

"Okay," Shane replied cunningly. "I'm gonna go to the outhouse."

"First, young man, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some sushi in the skillet for you."

"Can't I just take a peek at the outhouse first?" he begged.

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

"Oh yeah," Shane responded, as he sat down to his sushi. "Let's hang lots of silver balloons and cover the hope chest and the mattress with mauve crepe paper."

"That's fine," said his mother fondly. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite Tv star, Laura Bergstrom. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has an oven mitt."

"Goodness gracious," Shane responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"

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