When my ma was rushed to the hospital, there was an silent and stressed feeling in the air. Granny Smith would pace the floor nervously while I shut myself in my room, trying to forget that I would have a little sister.
My pa came ہوم the evening after ma and he had left. He seemed quite happy. "Your ma had a beautiful filly," he told me. "You're gonna love 'er!"
I wasn't so sure.
Granny Smith was then frantic. She made a warm cake in a matter of minutes. It was a sweet vanilla with chunks of apples and سیب, ایپل frosting.
Granny set it on the table. "I'm so excited!" she yelled to me as I inhaled...
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