"Oh yeah! You do!" He managed to make himself sound a little happier for her sake. He really was touched that anyone bothered. His lip wibbled though when she wished him a happy birthday.
He suddenly felt even more lonely hearing those words aloud. He'd never, ever, celebrated his birthday alone. He always figured he'd have his twin at least. He blinked a couple time and rubbed at his eyes. He wasn't crying.
"It's perfect." He tried again to sound happy. "Rhys and I always had pie for our birthday. Kinda a family tradition. Expect for Uncle Patrick. He liked brownies better for some reason." He could almost hear his uncle Danny muttering 'no accounting for taste.'