“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, dear Kazzy. Happy birthday to you.” She sang in a melodic voice to the lighter that she flipped on. When she was done singing, she let go of the igniter, put the lighter on the sill of the window, and sat on her bed.
Mrs. Linda came in earlier that day and brought her a small, made from scratch, apple jelly cake, one of Kazmiyah’s favorites. She would usually wait until later and come along with the Crescents after midnight or after Alora was asleep or gone with her friends for the evening and have a little celebration of sorts.
Unfortunately, Mrs. Linda expressed that she was afraid that she would not be able to make it this time around, as one of her son’s pups was sick and he was still out with the pack patrol
