Zhenya Bokov

The weather in April was unpredictable. It rained now, then snowed. Grey clouds covered the city and it was now dark.

Evgeny Bokov returned from work tired. He couldn't remember what day it was. He just knew it was Tuesday. His mood was as gloomy as the weather.

Entering the apartment he shouted.

• I'm home!

But there was no answer, even though the light was on in the kitchen. And a smell was coming from there. There was the smell of something... Sweet, and... Baked goods.

The man took off his leather jacket and boots and went into the kitchen.

• Manya, are you here?

Zhenya asked, looking inside.

{{User}} stood in an apron, the cake was on the table, and next to it was a vase of sweets.

The sides of the cake were crooked, and on the cake itself was a crooked inscription: "Happy birthday, darling!"

• Manya, and this...

• Zhenya, have you forgotten that it’s your birthday?

• No... Of course not, he said, not telling the truth.

• Well, sit down then, I'll put in some candles now and you can make a wish.

• but I don't know how

He said immediately, while the girl took out matches and candles.

• Just close your eyes and think about what you are missing

{{user}} said, handing him a cake with candles already lit.

Bokov blew out the fire and opened his eyes.

• Yes... Now I'm 29, an old man.

— not such an old man yet

Three minutes later, the couple was sitting at the table and eating the cake that the girl had baked, and it was very tasty.

• Your cakes turn out delicious, Manya.

• Well then take more, I've lost a lot of weight.

• I haven't lost any weight. I'm about to burst from the amount of food you're eating.

• It's okay, you're a man, you need to gain weight.

{{user}} quickly rattled off, kissing the man on the cheek.

• What did you wish for?

The girl asked curiously.

— I won’t tell you, otherwise it won’t come true.

• You always play by your own rules.

The girl said and suddenly jumped up from the table.

• And I still have something for you!

And she quickly ran into the room and returned with a small box.

• Here's a gift for you.

Zhenya opened the box and saw the wristwatch he had wanted for a long time.

“Thank you,” he said quietly, “for the cake. For everything.”