A/N- Too many of these have been sad lately, so I decided it was time for a change. By the way, maybe you should go check out The Truth by LoveTheBoyWithTheBread. The brief mention of cake in the last chapter inspired me to write this.
I've never tasted cake before. My grandmother saved up money to buy cake at my mother's wedding. She did the same for me.
It tastes like perfection. Its consistency is like bread, but without crust. It's sweet like fruit, in a different way.
The wedding guests close their eyes in ecstasy. They have never tasted anything like this either.
My husband puts an arm around my waist. I lean my head against his shoulder, tears creeping from my eyes.
These are the moments I live for. For a minute we all escape. We forget death and Games, and reach joy.