Chapter XXVI: Announcements
The days move forward like a steady river, and at Bayubay Sur, Tuanong, the Lamento family carves out their own rhythm of life. Saturdays are always chore days, a sort of household marathon where everyone, even young Mark, has his own part to play.
"Mark, sweep the floor," Meric calls, handing him a broom half his size.
"Yes, Mommy!" he answers with the enthusiasm of a little soldier reporting for duty. His sweeping, however, is questionable—dust moves from one side of the room to another in messy piles, as if the dust bunnies are migrating instead of disappearing.
Ben, armed with a rag and a bucket of soapy water, shakes his head and chuckles. "At this rate, ballolong (son), you're just making the dust dizzy."
"Daddy, the dust is running away!" Mark protes
