I grew up very quickly, since I was the baby of the family and my siblings were twenty years apart. I was always with adults and rarely children, at least not my age. children. The only children around me were my cousins ​​who were around twelve years old or older. So, there I was playing in a period of mourning for the loss of my grandmother. I ran and hid behind one of the largest flower ornaments I had ever seen. It must have been at least seven feet tall or more, but it was perfect for a princess throne, it was just right for me. My grandmother must have been very popular in her town because I remember the crowds. It was so crowded that they placed chairs outside the house and even brought in a truckload of tables so people could eat all the food my aunts prepared in the kitchen. I remember picking out all the different kinds of sweet bread and sweet dishes they had. The smell of cinnamon and flowers filled the air throughout the house. My mother was so busy with all the people approaching her and making her cry more that she didn't have time to monitor or control the amount of sweets I ate. It was free for