Everyone gathered at the table for Frank’s birthday. It was a grand occasion, and one Frank had been looking forward to all year. His children and grandchildren all surrounded him and sang the same song they did year after year. A delighted grin filled his face as his wife of forty years emerged from the kitchen with a glowing cake topped with enough candles to guide ships in moonlight. His wife placed the cake down in front of him and he inhaled a big breath, then let it all out into the collection of flames.
“What’d you wish for?” asked Frank’s granddaughter, Amy. Amy was six years old and missing every other tooth.
“I have everything I could ever want,” said Frank. He looked around at his family, his grin still bright as ever, “except,” he continued, “a decent pair of dentures.”