by Abby Gayle
Was Ann's birthday really forgotten?
|"I'm sure they didn't forget your birthday. They just didn't remember it right away."
"It takes three days to remember, Sam?" Ann asked as her 17 year old sister sat on her bed next to her.
"They were very busy. You know that," Samantha defended, "Besides, they have real life, too. They . . . maybe they had a birthday on that day, too, or they were celebrating a friend's birthday, or something."
Ann sighed and looked at her older sister. She had a feeling Sam was keeping something from her, but she wasn't sure what.
"So they wait three days before visiting?" Ann asked, "I would have just settled for one of them! Or late at night! But they're like celebrities! All I wanted for my birthday was to meet them personally. Chat, get to know each other better, and maybe become friends! That's all"
"I'm sorry," Sam mumbled, "I had no idea you wanted it that bad."
"What was that?"
"I'm sorry they didn't come," Sam said.
"Oh, they did! Just the wrong timing, though. The two of them swooped in here, said 'hi', then zoomed out. It wasn't anything like what I imagined."
"What if you could really meet with them? Or, at least, one of them? Would you want it, even if it wasn't your birthday?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, that would be awesome!" Ann squealed, "You're saying you could make that happen?"
"Yes! I-I mean, no."
"Which is it?" Ann asked suspiciously.
"Oh, I just know someone who knows someone and on and on. Somewhere down the line is someone who can set up a meeting," Sam explained.
"So that can happen?" Ann shrieked.
"Sure, if you want. I'll just call and arrange a meeting. When would be a good time?"
"As soon as possible!"
Sam just nodded, pulled out her phone, and walked off just to where Ann couldn't hear what she was saying. Ann stared at her sister, who kept looking back at Ann every few seconds. Sam soon came back, just after she hung up. Ann thought she knew what her sister was keeping from her, but she had a plan to make sure.
"Hi, Icicle. Thanks for calling together a meeting for me. It's not everyday I meet my heroes, like Icicle, who I've always wanted to meet," Ann said.
"You're welc – hey!"
"So you are . . ."
"Okay, I am Icicle," Sam admitted, "I'm sorry I didn't visit you on your birthday. I got caught up with celebrating with you as Samantha Smith on your birthday, and I didn't remember until it was too late. I didn't realize how important that was to you."
"It's okay," Ann said, hugging her sister, "I think it's awesome I have such a cool superhero as my sister!"
"Oh, wow, you really are cool," Ann said, pulling herself away from Sam, "I mean, literally. You're freezing cold."
"Sorry," Sam apologized, wiping a tear from her eye, "Emotional moments make it harder to control."