"Pablo..." Di makapaniwalang tiningnan ni Isla si Liam. "S-Si Pablo??"
He nods. "I can't be mistaken, Isla. That's him." Turo pa nito sa hawak niyang litrato.
Tumingin si Isla sa malayo at pilit wag humagulhol. "P-Pag b-biniro mo-mo ako, Isaiah---"
"I'm not..." Bigay-diin niya sa sinabi. He can't be wrong. His smile, his eyes.... It's him. "Do you want to see him now?"
Isla covers her mouth with both of her hands and closes her eyes as if praying that what she just heard was not a dream... or an illusion.
"Isla..." He reaches her cheek. "I can take you there..."
Kinagat niya ang ibabang labi at tumango. "G-Gusto ko-ko siyang makita, Isaiah..." Tiningala niya ang lalake. "G-Gusto ko makita... si-si Papa..." Nag-uunahan na namang tumulo ang mga luha niya. "Gustong-gusto ko na.. t-talag
