"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

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

"Can't yell, can't

higher, happily picking cherries. "The ones

amazed. "How did my

at Anya and smiled. "Efficient movements,

an unusual talent,

a look. "Thinking of taking an

sheepish Mia replied,

whole time, his innocent eyes

over as

Chad exchanged

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

you fall and break an arm or leg, or worse, hit your head and become a fool,

branch. "Chad, pass me

without hesitation, quickly climbed up as well. Andre watched like someone watching monkeys; his

at his mother, his

Anya's climbing experience and Mia's skills,

tree was a

to caution, "Anya, be

more

you still halfway? Anya

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

little thing

when she was in primary school. So, while

looked up for a while, then went

seeing that she wasn't looking back at him, his little

filled

Mia hurried down.

her arms. "Alright, mommy's done climbing. Let's hold

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