There was this one night – I’ll never forget.
It was because that’s when I knew how it really felt to be both miserable and magical at the same time.
Even now I still remember it perfectly – raindrops, city lights, footsteps, gossips, and car engines. It was indeed a night to remember.
That day came, Pears went early to my house. I was still fixing myself when he was already in my room.
“You already have the address?” Pears asked.
“Of course, we have everything we need now.”
“Great.”
Before we left my mother reminded us for the nth time to be careful and then gave me the things she wanted my sister to have, I think it’s uh, some new clothes, bedsheets, and blankets.
“Tell your sister I miss her so much and that she should visit soon.”
“I will ma.”
When we finally left my house I
