My Boss, My Husband
he replied, his hands in his pockets.
"Remember, it's not just for me, it's for you, too."
"The first part sounds more accurate. You know I don't care about that old man," he said, frowning as though he was denying something that was painfully true.
I stifled my smile and joined in as we all sang "Happy Birthday" to Selena. The room was filled with joy, voices harmonizing to celebrate her day. As we finished the song, fireworks and sparks burst from the cake, dazzling everyone in the room.