BANDANG alas tres na nang makabalik kami ni Gardo ng Castillo DeVilla. Kitang-kita ko kaagad ang iritadong mukha ni Draco papasok pa lang kami ng gate.
He’s holding his heavy axe while carrying a roll of woods on his shoulder. Nagsisibak na naman siguro siya ng kahoy. I don't know for how long, but I'm guessing it's been a while by the look of the sheen of sweat covering his biceps and his naked chest.
Gardo pulled the truck beside my Audi and jumped down, telling me to wait. Hindi ko na naman mabuksan ang pintuan kanina pagdating namin sa bayan, kaya tinulungan niya ako. Maybe he thought I'd be stuck again, kaya gusto niyang makasigurado ngayon.
He came around and opened the door swiftly, helping me out like a gentleman. I murmured my thanks and lead the way, smiling.
He's right. Mab
