As I set the table for dinner, I couldn't help but feel excited. I had so much to share with my mom, and I was eager to see her reaction. The triplets made me happier than I had ever been and I couldn't wait to tell my mom everything.
"Mom, dinner's ready!" I called out.
I placed the last of the dishes on the table and took a seat. My mom walked in with a warm but tired kind of smile. She had been working extra hours at the bakery, and it showed in the lines on her face and the slump in her shoulders.
"Smells delicious, Brianna," she said, taking her seat opposite me. She always tried to put on a smile for me no matter how exhausted she was.
We startd eating, and I couldn't hold back any longer.
"Mom, I have to tell you something," I started "You won't believe it, but... I have trip
