"Ah, ah," Mia struggled to hold her son. "Sweetie, you can't have this."

"Whaaah!" Henry opened his mouth, trying to nibble on his mom's lips.

"Mommy will taste it for you."

"Waah!"

Later, Mia handed her chubby son over to her husband.

Scott led everyone in. People were already picking cherries and greeted Scott like an old friend as they saw him.

"Go ahead, everyone, have fun and eat all the cherries you can pick," Scott announced grandly.

Mia admired the sight before her: cherries as red as rubies, so tempting and luscious.

She reached for some of the lower ones on tiptoes, and Henry also raised his plump little arms.

The silver bracelet on her wrist shimmered in the sunlight. "Waah!"

Mia tasted one. "The ones at the bottom don't get much sunlight, they're sour. But the ones at the top, they're sweet."

Molly Cedillo looked up. "I can't reach."

"I can!" Anya exclaimed.

Tall Andre Cedillo and Chad Byrne both looked at their niece, who claimed she could do it.

Hansen Cedillo was considering using a stick to knock some cherries down but then noticed the ground was littered with ripe red cherries, some falling with a gust of wind. Then Anya said she could do it.

Leo Cedillo chuckled. "You can? What, do you have wings to flutter up there?"

Anya found a lush tree, slung her bag over her shoulder, and, wearing a flowing maxi dress, started climbing.

care about

then, unafraid of getting dirty, she flipped over and

"Can't yell, can't

had climbed even higher, happily picking cherries. "The ones

did my child become

and smiled.

an unusual talent, she has

her a look. "Thinking of taking

Mia

was standing high on the tree, silent the whole time, his innocent eyes fixed on Sister Anya. Seeing Anya's actions, something stirred in others.

over as

and Officer Chad exchanged glances.

Anya. "Chad, don't rush; I'll pick

or leg, or worse, hit your head and become a fool,

thinner branch. "Chad, pass me Scott's basket, I'll pick

quickly climbed up as well. Andre watched like someone watching monkeys; his wife was

up at his mother, his chubby neck

lacking Anya's climbing experience and Mia's skills, needed

every tree was

moved to caution, "Anya, be careful, darling, don't

there are more

criticizing, "My girl, why are you still halfway? Anya and Mia have reached

his wife. "Dad, Molly's balance isn't great, just play around in the middle of the tree." Others could stand on one foot steadily for a while. Molly was the kind

every little

So, while others

while, then went to play with his

staring at his mom for a long time, and seeing that she wasn't looking back at him, his little

was filled with Henry's

Mia hurried down.

to her husband, she brushed off the dust and took the crying Henry into her arms. "Alright, mommy's done climbing. Let's hold

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