"Do you really have to go? Dito ka muna kahit isang buwan lang." pakiusap ko kay Lucille.
Laurel, Lucille, and I are at the sitting room by the fireplace, having our final talk tonight as siblings before Lucille leave tomorrow for her flight to Portugal. Nakatitig siya sa electric fireplace na parang maliit na TV; ginagaya ang init at apoy ng totoong chimney. The room is dark and cozy.
"Leslie, naalala mo ba no'ng ginagawa itong villa? Pinagtatalunan namin ni Laurel kung bakit kailangan ng chimney o tsiminea rito." she asked, her smile implies a good old throwback story.
"No, I think I was too young to remember. Pinag-awayan niyo pala ito?"
"Yeah." naiiling na sagot ni Laurel. "Ang punto ko noon, bakit pa kailangan ng chimney rito sa sitting room samantalang natural na mainit naman
