"What does that mean?" I asked.
"Never mind. Now go wash your hands so you can eat."
My birthday party turned out to be much smaller than I thought it would be, but it
was still great. Jack, Summer, Reid, Tristan, and both Maxes came from school,
and Christopher came, too
—all the way from Bridgeport with his parents. And
Uncle Ben came. And Aunt Kate and Uncle Po drove in from Boston, though
Tata and Poppa were in Florida for the winter. It was fun because all the grown-
ups ended up bowling in the lane next to ours, so it really felt like there were a
lot of people there to celebrate my birthday.
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