Pony for DaughterChapter 9
The two teenagers bounded down the stairs. Both were excited. Today was special. It was cherry-breaking day. "Hi, Mom!" Tammy shouted with enthusiasm, dashing into the kitchen. Her bright face was beaming. "Good morning, Mrs. Hudson," Priscilla said, taking a seat at the table. Her face was bright, the edges etched with a tinge of apprehension. Ellen Hudson looked at the two children. "It looks as if you two have made up." She smiled at them both. "I'm glad." "It was a silly...