"Erm, sorry?" I wish I had remembered eating it though. It was difficult to convince him to make that cake after mom had disappeared and I was really hungry. Even now my mouth watered at the thought of biting into that sugary goodness, the frosting melting on my tongue, the tiny bits of carrot crunching and...A snap of fingers in my face brought me out of what had to be the perfect day dream. "Huh? What?"
My father raised an eyebrow at me and smirked, though ignored my attempts to wipe the drool from my lips. "I said I got the book you wanted." He put his hand behind my ear and with a flourish produced a small palm sized book. I may not be eight anymore, but I loved it when he performed magic tricks. I think he missed performing them on stage. He had had to stop when I was eleven because one of the disappearing tricks he performed with mom had worked too well. We still had no idea where she was. He still has the box she had been in when she vanished in the garage. One bad days, I can hear him puttering around with it.
I couldn't help the little squeal of excitement. Finally I had it! I reached out to take it and he yanked it high out of reach. Narrowing my eyes at him, I proceeded to jump to reach it. Of course he raised it even higher. Narrowing my eyes, I wiggled my fingers at him. He narrowed his back but kept the book out of reach. Looking over his shoulder I gasped, "Is that a UFO?" With a look of confusion on his face I attacked, the tickle monster in full effect. After quite a little tussle, we both ended up on the floor laughing as I held my newly acquired book high in triumph. "Finally! Pirates: Where did they all go? is all mine!"