My mom and younger sister love soft persimmons.
One day, my mom whispered to me after hiding a soft persimmon
unawares to my sister, who has a good appetite.
“Shh, I secretly hid it.”
But a little while later my sister said aloud in the kitchen.
“Mom, did you put this here for me?”
It was a moment when Mom’s attempt became futile.
"Whew, she will never be able to find me.”