"Happy birthday, baby." Three simple words echoed from one massive sound stage as my husband answered this microphone. Prince closed off one of my favorite venues this time and pulled all the stops.
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Cheering soon filled this space. Guests included everyone from big-time names to hometown friends who couldn't attend our wedding. My heart raced or dropped at the same time.
Cameras flashed. Prince "met'' my people. We grooved on the dance floor. We cackled as strobe lights beamed.
"Are you serious?" I shouted over booming music once again. Even Mike showed up out of nowhere, just surprising folks without hesitation.
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At some point, one of Michael's gifts was a large box of chocolate and my tooth ached further. Prince had already rolled through with an amazing cake for the night.
"Turn around." Prince told me only a few minutes later. I didn't know what to think until moments later.
"Shelia!" I almost screamed and damn-near fell out. We hadn't seen each other in person since she left Paisley Park '89.
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"Hey. Happy birthday." She muffled as we held each other. We rocked this embrace and back and forth, nearly overwhelmed by this reunion.
"Thank you." I welcomed her remark like everyone else here, but complimented her as well. "Your new music is great."
