Anne dela Cruz, my friend since college. She is the reason that I met my husband, Pete. That was her 18th birthday party.
"Remember what I told you; before you make any decisions, make sure that there will be no more problems in the future," I said.
While we're eating lunch at the nearest Filipino restaurant, Her favorite is lechon belly at Mang Kanor restaurant near the market.
"OK, anyway, how's your mom?" Anne asked. She knows my mom. She always gets drunk on weekends. Every little party in town she attended I was hoping to find Dad and talk to him.
"She's fine; actually, I notice she's changed now, unlike before. She was in love," I said.
"In love...? by who?" Anne clarified.
"She's in love with a guy the same age as me. Do you think if I let her, I would need to talk to them? I
