The Perfect Lie
I placed them on the countertop and sat beside her, dipping my index finger and licking the icing.
“You had your cake and your hotdog, so now, tell me, what’s with Disney?” I needed to understand. If we need to go to Disneyland tomorrow, I will have Samantha arrange our flight tonight.
“It’s the magic, Blake. It’s like my dull life becomes colorful,” Her eyes twinkled. “It has spells, powers, curses... princesses,” Tara now drifted away like she was in a dream. I looked at her as she answered, smiling. “Did you know that Peter Pan was my first love?” She giggled. “I wish I were Wendy, and I would love to live in Neverland with him,” She smiled again, taking another cake in her mouth. “I once
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