Meet Uncle Fred, my mother introduced him to me. His wife made your birthday cake, the young lady smiled at me.
Happy birthday in advance. She beamed rather excitedly.
We shook hands and I left and went upstairs. People began to come in one's and twos. My birthday party was supposed to be held the next day but my mother had chosen to throw a big party on the eve of it. I didn't know why but I was soon going to find out.
Aunty Emeze and Aunty Maria were very busy through out that day. People were engrossed in various discussions which I suspected were more business inclined.
I wondered why adults were invited to my birthday instead of my equals.