“Mom?” I peeped, joy and hope fluttering in my heart. It had been fake, none of it had been real, she was alive. I would enter the kitchen, and mom would be there. Taking a batch of her secret recipe cookies out of the oven. Fresh and hot. They would warm me up from the inside out, if happiness were a food, it would be Mom's cookies.
基于1个网页-相关网页
I peeped at my fai 我偷看我辉
应用推荐