“Why did you hire Carlo to be my driver?”
Binalingan ako ni Daddy ng tingin at kahit may suot na shades ay ramdam kong tumatagos iyon. Father then resumed watching the tennis match.
“Sinclair Delgado was in need of a job. So, I gave it to him.”
“But a Delgado, Dad? Of all people?” Hindi ko naitago ang pabalang na tono.
“At bakit, Cala? May problema ba?”
I shook my head but I was far from pleased. It was hard for me to accept that my father, the one who kicked them out of the region, happened to take one of its descendants under his turf.
Pareho na ulit kaming nanahimik, nakasingkit ang mga mata sa pumapalong mga raketa sa covered court.
In the rare times that my father is sober, he’s just his usual self, just like this. Nakakausap at nakakasama namin ni Mara at kapag weekends ay lum
