XIV/XXX. Wind

She took a gold lighter from her bag. The lighter was engraved with poetical words that her Dad carved one day under the heavy sunlight of midsummer day. One would imagine that she would then pull a cigarette from her bag, but no, she did not do such thing, instead she lighted it up and put it close to a small pink box that contained a large size of heavily decorated cupcake. There were three skinny colorful candlesticks on top of the cupcake, she put the lighter closer to the cupcake and then the candlelight lighted up.

"There." she breathed.

The wind breezily blew around her, the candlelight wavered, and she sighed. She looked around, her beanie was about to fall off from her head, but a hand pulled it up.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" the other person asked, guiltily.

She smiled cheekily. "Yes, but the wind blew you to me."

The person kissed the top of her head. "Well, I know you've been metaphorically and literally waiting for me for a long time, so, I'm sorry."

She glanced up and smiled. "It's okay."

"Am I worth it?"

She nodded. "Happy birthday, husband."

"Indeed, wife, indeed."