Brady waited all day to go to the park to watch the fireworks. He wished the hours would go faster and he tried riding his bicycle very quickly up and down the hill next to his house to see if that would make the morning go by faster, but when he came inside his mother was still decorating the cake she was making with white frosting and blueberries and strawberries. She told him to go back outside and stop distracting her and no he couldn’t have any of the cake before the neighbors came over.
“But that’s not until five thirty,” Brady howled.
“How many hours is it from now until then?” asked his mother. But Brady ran outside to avoid having to do math during summer vacation.
Somehow, he made it through the afternoon hours, but he was honestly quite surprised that he hadn’t expired during that time. He felt sure that either he would collapse or the sun would go out or the Earth would cease turning, but none of those things happened. Instead, the other families from the neighborhood came over.