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Mothers cookie（第1页）

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妈妈的小甜饼

AsIsatperthesed-floorwindowofourbrickschoolhousethatafternoobegantosiheagcar。ThiswasadayI'dlookedforwardtoforweeks:MissPace&#rade，end-of-the-yearparty。MissPacehadkeptarunningontheblackboardallthatweek，andourine-year-oldshadborderedoiohemuticipated"partyFriday"hadarrived。

IhadhappilyvoluherwhenMissPacerequestedcookievolunteers。Mom'schocolatechipsreignedsupremeonourblodIkhey'dbeahitwithmyclassmates。Buttwoo'clockpassed，andtherewasnosigoftheothermothershadalreadyeandgsofpundcrackers，chips，cupdbrowherwasmissingina。

"Don'tworry，Robbie，she'llbealongsoon，"MissPacesaidasIgazedforlornlydow。Ilookedatthewallclotimetoseeitsblautehandshifttohalf-past。

Arouhenedon，butIwouldn'tbudgefrommyatissPacedidherbesttoeaway，butIstayedput，holdingouthopethatthefamiliarfamilycarwouldroundtheer，gmyrightfullyembarrassedmotherwithatinofherfamouscookiestuderherarm。

&hreeo'clockbellsoonjoltedmefrommythoughtsaedlygrabbedmybookbagfrommydeskahedoorforhome。

Onthefour-blockwalktoourhouse，Iple。Iwouldslamthefrontdoorup，refusetwhensherushedovertome，aospeaktain。

ThehousetywhenIarrivedandIlookedforaherefrigerathtexplainmymother'sabsefoundnone。Myquiveredwithamixtureofheartbreakahefirsttimeiherhadletmedown。

IwaslyingfaybedupstairswhenIheardherethroughthefrontdoor。

"Robbie，"shecalledoutabiturgently。"Whereareyou?"

IhearherdartingfrantitorowhereIcouldbe。Iremai。I，shemouhesouepsquigassheasdedthestaircase。

&eredmyroomandsatbesidemeonmybed，Ididn'tmovebutiaredblanklyintomypilltoaowledgeherpresence。

"I'msosorry，ho;shesaid。"Ijustfotbusyandfot—plaina;

Istilldidn'tmove。"Don&#iveher，"Itoldmyself。"Shehumiliatedyou。Shefotyou。Makeherpay。"

&herdidsomethielyued。Shebegantolaugh。Icouldfeelhershudderasthelaughtershafirstandthesvelodvolume。

Iwasincredulous。Howcouldshelaughatatimelikethis?Irolledoverandfacedher，readytoletherseetherageanddisappoiinmyeyes。

Butmymotherwasn'tlaughingatall。Shewasg。"I'msosorry，"shesobbedsoftly。"Iletyoudowleboydown。"

Shesankdownonthebedaoweeplikealittlegirl。Iwasdumbstruck。Ihadheryuanding，mothersweren'tsupposedto。IwohiswashowIlookedtoherwhenIcried。

&elytriedtorecallherownsoothingwordsfromtimespastwhenI'dskiubbedtoes，timeswheherightthingtosay。Butinthatmomentht，wordsofprofundityabandonedmelikeaworn-outshoe。

"It'sokay，Mom，"IstammeredasIreachedoutarokedherhair。"Wedidn'tevehosecookies。Therelentyofstufftoeat。Don'tcry。It'sallright。Really。'

Mywords，asiheysouedmymothertositup。Shewipedhereyes，andaslightsmilebegaear-stainedcheeks。Ismiledbackawkulledmetoher。