Don't Kill The Birthday Girl (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
Traditions and celebrations affirm membership in a group or provide comfort in daily repetition or declare passage from one stage to the next. Yet the reality is that my eighteenth birthday party didn’t make me an adult. Nor did graduating from college. Even when I moved into my first postcollege apartment, with my dad as a cosigner on the lease, I felt like a kid playing dress-up. But learning that my best friend Kristen was getting married finally dropped the anvil of adulthood on my head. Not just a best friend but the best friend—the one I’d had for ten years, who’d watched me cry over my high school sweetheart; the one with whom I shared an invented code consisting of the words bob, funk, derf, and, on special occasions, pampelmousse. How had the volunteer fireman our friends had teased Kristen about transmogrified into the future father of her children? Where did that leave me? That left me in a booth of St. Maarten Café, celebrating to the tune of “Another One Bites the Dust.”
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