JULIETTE“Hey pumpkin, what are you drawing?” My mom, in all her beauty and grace, asked as she stepped out of the kitchen in her sunflower apron, and a rag in her hand. She carefully wiped her fingers and plunged into the seat next to me at the dining table.“Hey, Mom, I am drawing a family portrait of me, you, and Dad. I was going to add Aunt Karla, but she's barely around.” I smiled, my entire teeth on display.My mom pinched my cheek and stared down at the cardboard paper I was painting on.She gasped, her eyes widening, “It's beautiful pumpkin.” She gently held my chin and shook it. “My sweetheart is so talented. I wonder who she got it from.”“You!” I screamed, jumping on my seat, ignoring the fact that I could stumble and fall off.My mom grasped my shoulder, forcing me to stay in place, as she chuckled lightly, “Careful, pumpkin, you could fall, and I don't want you getting hurt.”“Sorry, Mom,” I held the tip of my ear, tendering an apology. “I am just really excited that you
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