The Birthday I made a wish. You know the wishes you make before you blow out the candles. Yeah, I think my wish was pretty interesting. I’ll just tell you how it all started: “Kyle, Sandra, Mike,” my mom yelled. “Come down for breakfast!” I raced down the stairs faster than everyone else and beating them to the table. I was so hungry. “’I’m ready,” I said. I then turned to see Mom looking at me. “Jake, what are you doing here,” she asked. “You know where you eat.” She was pointing to the broken down chair … [Read more...] about The Birthday