pumpkin bread

On October 27, 2015
a story by [mikkayla]

Every time Christmas comes, my grandmother tells us she’s gonna make us pumpkin bread. It’s got peanuts inside, and it tastes so amazing. The taste is so moist, and the bread is so hot when it comes out of the oven. My grandmother works hard, and still comes home and cooks for the holiday.

The memories I associate with that bread are the conversations we have, and my grandmother’s hair, all wild. She has her mittens on, with her apron and her flip-flops. We listen to a little music. We dance and everything else.

The time when I enjoy her bread the most is on Christmas morning. I’m with my mom, my sister, and my brother. We’re just getting done giving presents, and we’re still in our robes. Then we get dressed and get ready to go over to my grandmother’s house.

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