"Shakira?" Nilingon ko si Thylandier nang tawagin niya ang pangalan ko.
"What are you doing here?" tanong niya habang pinapanood ako.
Ibinalik ko ang tingin sa dagat habang pinaglalaruan ko ang manipis at puting buhangin sa mga kamay ko.
"Do you want to swim?" he asked again.
Umiling ako. "Hindi. Nagpapahangin lang."
"You must felt bored staying here," he commented. "By the way, there's no supplies left. I am leaving to go in the market."
Mabilis akong tumingin sa kaniya.
"I want to go with you!"
Thylandier stared at me for a second.
"Mamamatay ako rito sa sobrang boring. Kung nababahala ka na baka tumakas ako---"
"It's not like that," putol nito sa sasabihin ko. "I'm worried that my father's goons will see you. They are also here, hiding and wandering. Once that old man realize
