ALICE
Dwight has this certain aura that reminds me of my childhood. The summer sun, the warm breeze, kites up high in the sky, clanking bicycles on the streets, and a child's careless smiles. Dwight carries all these memories with him as if he is the personification of summer. Kaya naman minsan naiisip ko na this must be the reason why it's hard for me to take Dwight's confession seriously, he feels unripe for me. Like an unhatched egg.
Habang naglalakad ako papalapit kay Dwight ay hindi ko maiwasan na isipin kung ano ang dapat kong sabihin sa kanya. Hindi lang ako ang nababahala tungkol diyan, pati rin ang teenager na Alice. Kinakabahan siya. Alam ko dahil iisang katawan lang ang gamit namin. Hindi ko rin alam kung ano ang gagawin naming dalawa.
I am not yet prepared when Dwight slow
