“Are you and Tita Sarah are in good terms?” Luther asked when we got near in the parking lot.
“Mukha ba?” taas kilay na sabi ko.
“I don’t like her,” sinserong saad nito. “She's like a gold digger to me.”
Iyon na nga yata ang hinahanap kong tamang salita para i-describe si Mrs. Gonzales.
“May magagawa ka ba tungkol do’n? Anytime soon ikakasal na ang pinsan mo at ang anak ni Mrs. Gonzales,” ani ko.
“Oh! C’mon! It’s been what? Six? seven years now. Why are they not married yet?”
“Bakit ako ang tinatanong mo?” Pamimilosopo ko sa kanya.
“They are like leeches that are still attached to our family unti now.” Sumandal pa ito sa gilid ng kanyang sasakyan at humalukipkip.
“Ano bang ipinupunto ng usapang ‘to, Luther?” naguguluhang tanong ko.
“She assumed that I am your boyfriend. Sa engagem
