The Legumes have been happily playing in their own little world each one wearing her mother’s sunglasses.
“These were my mom’s glasses but she died so now I wear them.” I heard Eden say and looked up. Both girls saw me and froze.
“How did she die?” I asked.
Eden just blinked at me while Ren stood in the background,eyes even wider than normal. I just waited while Eden walked over to the couch and sat down, “My mom got scratched by a bird.”
“Mine too,” Ren said.
“She did not!”
“Yes she did. We were on a picnic…”
This was when I began to choke on my stifled laughter and the mood was broken.
