Marcus’ Point of View
Watching Gab play with other kids made me wished he was mine.
“Nakikinig ka ba?” naiiritang tanong ni Kyle na katabi ko. “Oo. Hindi mo mahanap si Scot. Walang trace ang system na gamit niya. I get it,” I replied habang nakamasid sa mga nagtatakbuhang bata sa park.
“Madulas ang isa na ito,” Kyle commented. Napatango ako. “I already contacted the FBI. They want him alive. Pero may shoot to kill order na siya galing sa Bureau.”
“Tutuluyan mo ba?” Kyle asked me.
“Mahirap bang lumaki nang walang ama?” I asked him instead of answering his question.
“Depende. I only had my father when I was growing up. Things were not easy between him and me sometimes, but he is still my father,” Kyle replied.
“Paano kung hanapin ni Gab ang tatay niya paglaki niya? Paano ko tutuluyan
