"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.

about

then, unafraid of getting dirty,

"Can't yell, can't scold,

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

amazed. "How did my child

looked at Anya and smiled. "Efficient

an unusual talent, she has

her a look. "Thinking of taking

sheepish Mia

tree, silent the whole time, his innocent eyes fixed on Sister Anya. Seeing Anya's

over

exchanged glances. "Here we

Anya. "Chad, don't rush; I'll pick the sweetest cherries from the top for

if you fall and break an arm or leg, or

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

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

his mother, his

and Mia's skills, needed

was

"Anya,

there are more

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

"Dad, Molly's balance isn't great, just play around in the middle of the tree." Others could stand on one foot steadily

every little thing

school. So, while others rode

looked up for a while, then went to play with

long time, and seeing that she wasn't looking back at him,

filled with Henry's

Mia hurried down.

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

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