"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

feet against the tree, then, unafraid of getting dirty, she flipped over and slowly

yell, can't scold, can't

higher, happily picking cherries. "The ones at the top really are

was amazed. "How did my

looked at Anya and smiled. "Efficient movements, a promising

sighed. "Such an unusual talent, she has

her a look. "Thinking of

sheepish Mia replied,

from the moment Anya started climbing, Henry was staring, completely fascinated, until she 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. Silently

over as

Officer Chad exchanged

was already looking up at Anya. "Chad, don't rush; I'll pick the sweetest cherries

or leg, or worse,

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

Andre watched like someone watching monkeys; his wife was already at

his mother, his chubby

and Mia's skills, needed

was a worried

caution, "Anya, be careful,

more at the top, keep

still halfway? Anya and

also took great 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

every little

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

for a while, then went

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

the garden was filled

Mia hurried down.

and took the crying Henry into her arms. "Alright, mommy's done climbing. Let's

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