His family shower him in love, praise and presents. He knows that this is the last time it's like this for them; next year, it will be hurt, grief and flowers. Tommy blows out the candles on his humble birthday cake. His mother tells him to make a wish. He does. It's not a wish a fifteen-year-old should make. It belongs to an old man with a complete life, not a child with a life he has just started living.
It's bittersweet. It's saccharine.
In which Tommy has to smile like he's never cried, fight like he'd never lost, love like he'd never been hurt, and live like there is no tomorrow. Because, in exactly 365 days, there really will be no tomorrow for him.
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