I'm reading Tania Katan's memoir My One-night Stand With Cancer, about her having breast cancer twice, at ages 21 and 30, and while that sounds totally depressing, she's quite hilarious (as well as moving). I was drawn to the book because of the cupcake on the cover, and here's the relevant passage (she's with her mom and has just found out she has cancer):
“I’m sorry. Hey, do you want a little treat to go with your mocha? I saw some fancy looking cupcakes up there.”
“Sure, thanks.” Mom hands me a five. I’m living large.
The cupcake is amazing: light golden brown and four inches in circumference, and when I lick the fluffy pink frosting, it licks me back.
“I’m sorry. Hey, do you want a little treat to go with your mocha? I saw some fancy looking cupcakes up there.”
“Sure, thanks.” Mom hands me a five. I’m living large.
The cupcake is amazing: light golden brown and four inches in circumference, and when I lick the fluffy pink frosting, it licks me back.
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