"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

both hands gripping the trunk, she leaned her feet against the tree, then, unafraid of getting dirty, she flipped over and slowly stood on

yell, can't scold,

higher, happily picking cherries. "The

did

and smiled. "Efficient movements, a

sighed. "Such an unusual talent, she

gave her a look. "Thinking of taking

Mia replied,

time, his innocent

went over as

exchanged glances. "Here we

don't rush; I'll pick

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

to an even thinner branch. "Chad, pass me Scott's basket, I'll pick cherries for

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

looked up at his

Anya's climbing experience and Mia's skills, needed Chad's help

every tree was a worried

moved to caution, "Anya, be careful, darling,

more at

girl, why are you still halfway? Anya and Mia have reached the

leaning against the trunk, one hand always ready to support 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 who would lose

little

was in primary school. So, while

while, then went to play with

had been staring at his mom for a long time, and seeing that she wasn't looking back at him, his little mouth turned down in a

was filled with Henry's crisp

Mia hurried down.

her arms. "Alright, mommy's done climbing. Let's hold my boy, no

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