05. Sugar cookies

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I remember the day 

I told my parents about Joan

it was the first time 

 I ask for money 

for something that was not food....

you'll see climbing a wall was not cheap! 


"So you want $5 for climbing a wall"

asked my dad, sipping his tea.

"But you hate heights"

Said my mom

the smell of fresh baked cookies 

filled the house


"He is doing it because of a girl"

My sister blurts out... 

that woman is a traitor


Nor or less after three hours 

of constant teasing and hard interrogation...

(ok maybe it was like 5 min)

I got $10.... to be a 'gentleman'


"Now I want to meet this young lady"

"She is not a lady mom"

I said rolling my eyes

"She is a candy thief"


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