He Let His Sister Bake My Own Birthday Cake

Synopsis

Forty-one years. Every birthday cake in this family came out of my kitchen. My husband watched me finish my niece's three-tier and watched my hands shake all night afterward, and because he loves me, he gave it to his sister. So on my sixty-first birthday the cake was hers. I ate a slice and said it was good. On the way out, Mrs. Dolan caught my arm and asked if I could do one for her husband's service next week.