Birthdays come once a year. I tend not to think of it as anything special, especially since my birthday usually falls during the trade show that my parents do. This year is no exception, as my birthday is on the show’s closing date, which means I have to help pack up the booth.
However, that was the least of my worries. Though nothing bad really happened to me, people who are close to me are taking the full brunt of some unfortunate, yet fortunate events.



