Toni's birthday
Saturday, May 2nd, 1992
"When's your birthday?" Toni asked Alex, the girl sitting on a chair in front of her, after Alex mentioned being eleven.
"July 31st....You?"
"March 1st." Toni smiled.
Alex's face dropped. "I missed your twelfth birthday?"
"Uh, yeah....It's fine! You were sick that day and...."
"Sunday."
"I-what?" Toni questioned, really not following.
"Your birthday was a Sunday this year."
"....Yeah, I think....How do you remember that?"
Alex shrugged. "....We didn't have a United meeting that day, I was sick."
"That's right."
"If I had just pushed through-I almost had a meeting-this is my fault." Alex tried to communicate, face blank of emotion, voice hoarse, full of it.
"Al, you were sick....And I don't mind....Really."
"I didn't even get you anything-I'll get you something."
"That's really not necessary." Toni assured.
"Yes, it is....I'm so, so sorry, Toni. You don't deserve this."
"I'm not angry with you."
"I am-I...."
Alex didn't know what to say, or do. How could she be such a bad friend to not even know Toni's birthday?
"I'll fix it, promise."