"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 appearances

leaned her feet against the tree, then, unafraid of getting dirty,

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

had climbed even higher, happily picking cherries. "The ones

did

Anya and smiled. "Efficient movements,

"Such an unusual

her a look. "Thinking of taking

sheepish Mia

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 handing her child to her husband, Mia rolled up her

over

exchanged glances. "Here

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

you fall and break an arm or leg, or worse, hit

to an even thinner branch. "Chad, pass

watched like someone

looked up at his mother, his

Anya's climbing experience and Mia's skills,

was

"Anya, be careful, darling,

"Mia, there are more

"My girl, why are you still

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

remembered every little thing about

this when she was in primary school. So, while others rode bicycles,

while, then

that she wasn't looking back at him, his

filled with Henry's crisp

Mia hurried down.

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

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