"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.

didn't care about

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

sighed. "Can't yell,

had climbed even higher, happily picking cherries. "The

was amazed. "How did my

smiled. "Efficient movements, a promising

sighed. "Such an unusual talent, she has

look. "Thinking of taking an

Mia

high on the tree, silent the whole time, his innocent eyes fixed on Sister

over

exchanged

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

or leg, or worse, hit your head and

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

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

his mother, his chubby neck

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

every tree was a worried

to caution, "Anya,

more at the

you still halfway? Anya and Mia have reached

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

remembered every little thing

when she was in primary school. So, while

then

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

filled

Mia hurried down.

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

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