Lucy Invents a Candle Blower

“It can’t be!” Mum grabbed her head with both hands. What they saw was more than awful. Amy’s mother’s sprayed hair was standing up, just like gone with the wind, there were blobs of whipped cream on the guests’ faces and you could hardly see the twins. There was even something hanging on the ceiling lamp. The candles were gone from the cake. One of them was on Granny’s head and another one had got stuck in the curtains. It was an awful mess. Luckily Andy managed to unplug the vacuum cleaner before the table was completely empty.
Everyone was completely silent for a very long time and Lucy closed her eyes.
“I’m not here,” she mumbled to herself. “I don’t even exist.”
The birthday party turned out to be quite short this time but some of Lucy’s wishes did come true after all. She got an umbrella and a ballerina costume, a couple of dolls and quite a few new DVDs with cartoons.
“If you really want something this much, you have to get at least a couple of things,” Mum figured. Dad would recall this day quite a few times in the future; every time describing how Aunt Christy’s hair were gone with the wind, how there was a single cake candle on Granny’s head and how he could eat cake with a spoon straight off Grandpa’s bald head...