I put my hands in the box and pulled out the cake. The purple unicorn cake with the sparkly frosting. The one I’d wanted on my ninth birthday. I couldn’t believe my eyes as I lifted it all the way out and set it on the table. The shiny golden horn, the glittery unicorn, the sparkly purple frosting. It said Happy Birthday, Em, the way I’d desperately wanted it to when I was in the fourth grade. But… Nick had never seen the cake before. “How on earth did you do this, Nick?”
Its the little things that mean the most
josh could never
