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Red bean balls

Red bean balls

VicentaLakin

I'VE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE. I'VE BEEN LAZY. LAST NIGHT, AFTER CLEANING THE FRIDGE AND SEEING A BAG OF TACOS THAT DIDN'T MOVE, WITH CREAM, 22 SONS AND L.G. ATE SO MUCH. I ASKED HER WHY YOU DIDN'T EAT, AND SHE SEEMED TO HAVE A BIT OF A HARD TIME SAYING TO ME, "MOM, EAT." I CAN'T EAT. WHY? MOM, I HAVE TO CONTROL MYSELF. I LISTEN TO THE DOCTOR. I CAN'T HELP BUT HUG HER. THE CHICKS HAD A FEVER LAST MORNING AND A LITTLE COUGH. I'M GOING TO TAKE HER TO THE FAMILIAR DOCTOR. THE DOCTOR SAID HE HAD A HYENA IN HIS LUNGS AND A LITTLE BRONCHITIS. I FOUND OUT SHE WAS COUGHING UP PNEUMONIA IN THE MORNING. I WAS SO DEPRESSED. WHEN THE DOCTOR HEARD ABOUT IT, HE GAVE ME SOME MEDICATION AND ASKED ME TO GO HOME AND WATCH. THE GIRL SEEMS TO BE GROWING UP, AND I'M COMFORTING HER THAT YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT ME. A MOO CAT USED TO EAT EVERYTHING, AND NOW IT'S TIME TO CONTROL WHAT YOU CAN EAT. THE GIRLS ARE GOING TO GET BETTER. MOM'S GOING TO MAKE SURE YOU EAT。