VALERIE

SIX MONTHS LATER

The sound of the doorknob of my room being turned wakes me up. It's late at night and I wonder who would be visiting at this hour. The door opens all the way and I sit up straight in readiness.

"Happy birthday to you, Trala lala la. Happy birthday to you, Trala, lala, la. Happy birthday to you dear Valerie. Happy birthday to you," they sing in tune.

I can't stop the huge smile from appearing on my face as everyone enters my bedroom. They remembered? Of course they did. They really love me! I look at the chocolate cake that Nathan is holding out in...