“I Bought My Daughter the Cake She’d Dreamed About for Weeks — and That Was the Last Normal Moment”

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“I know.”

She nodded slowly, processing. “Can we still eat some of it? Like, the edges that aren’t smooshed?”

My heart broke a little. Even now, she was trying to salvage something. “Yeah. We can definitely eat the edges.”

We cut away the destroyed center and salvaged what we could, putting slices on paper plates. We sat on the couch and ate galaxy cake continue reading …