Mary Cooper
When I reached States my whole family came to receive me in the airport. Harold had become more aged in these three years. My mom and dad looked the same as three years before. I hugged every one and finally took my niece Angel from her mom’s hand. She is now one year old. She really was a cute little angel.
“Aunt Mary, you only love Angel and not me.” The cute boyish voice came from my Nephew Zachary who has now reached up to my shoulder level. He is just eight years old but is taller than most of the boys of his age. I gave back Angel to Salomi and kneeled down in front of my nephew.
“My sweet little Zack, you are my favourite and always will be. I just took Angel because it’s first time I am meeting her.” I kissed his cheeks and said.
“I have brought lot of gifts
