10-Wet and sneeze
It was mid-afternoon and the sun was not that hot now that my feet brought me unknowingly towards the road where it has a beautiful small waterfalls—I used to hide myself there amidst of my bluish days..
Flashback:
“Cahira, hija, ándyan ka ba?” I heard Manang Tasing’s voice. She’s coming towards my tree house where I hid myself for an hour after we arrived from the city.
I’ll go here only when I’m feeling blue—I felt it anyhow since the day that I heard the sad news about Travis and how he flew without hearing my apology.
“Naku, bata ka! Nandito ka lang pala, eh—naku.. Galit na ang papa at mama mo—kanina ka pa hinanap. Halika ka na, uwi na!” I was far beyond this planet for I was consumed by his image. Nasaan kaya si Travis ngayon? Kumusta na kaya siya? Hayst..
