Casey stood in front of her birthday cake. She had grown up well. Cassandra could hardly believe that her little baby was no longer a baby. She had wanted another child, but had been unable to get pregnant. Of course, if her and Don's sex life had been a little more frequent then perhaps it would be possible! Cassandra didn't believe that Don wanted another child.

Casey stood with her hand on her hip, smiling brightly. She had lived a charmed life. The only sad memory she had was when her Grandpa had died. She had felt sad then. But today she was happy. It was her birthday!

Casey liked it when her mother put her hair in braids. Now that she was older, she could fix it herself any time she wanted.
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