In the previous post we went pumpkin picking. If you look at the second picture you would think they were getting along so well, but the conversation between Taylor and Delaney said all but sisterly love.
Before the picture was taken Delaney was eating an apple and then started licking the apple juice from her fingers. I asked the three of them to get around the pumpkin they picked to take home.
Taylor: Delaney, don't touch me you've been licking your fingers.
Delaney: Well they're clean
Taylor: Delaney, stop breathing on me!
Delaney: If I stop breathing, I will die!
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