"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 appearances

trunk, she leaned her feet against the tree, then, unafraid of

sighed. "Can't yell, can't scold, can't

climbed even higher, happily picking cherries. "The ones at the top

"How did my

smiled. "Efficient

unusual talent, she has

gave her a look. "Thinking of

Mia

staring, completely fascinated, until she was standing high on the tree, silent the whole time, his innocent eyes fixed on Sister Anya. Seeing

went over as

Officer Chad exchanged glances. "Here

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

break an arm or leg, or worse,

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

like someone watching monkeys; his wife was

up at his mother,

Anya's climbing experience and Mia's skills,

was a

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

are more

criticizing, "My girl, why are you still halfway? Anya

care. The proud captain himself climbed the tree, 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

little thing

this when she was in primary school. So, while others rode bicycles, Chad wouldn't

looked up for a while, then

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

garden was filled with Henry's crisp

Mia hurried down.

brushed off the dust and took the crying Henry into her arms. "Alright, mommy's done climbing. Let's hold my boy, no more feeling upset, okay?"

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