I woke up at the sound of tiny pebbles hitting my window pane on Saturday morning. And with eyes still closed, I smiled.
I never thought I would hear those pebbles hitting my window ever again. It used to piss me off for years but now it made a sound that tickles not just the pane, but my heart. And this time the pebbles will not just stay on the sill, but also in my heart.
I clearly remember the last time Ethan threw pebbles on my window. It was the dawn before he took the Licensure Exam for Teachers and he was asking for a goodluck hug. That morning, I dragged myself to face him with a frown and demanded what he wanted in an irritating voice. Inaway ko pa siya noon for waking me up.
But now things have changed.
This time I didn't frown nor get pissed off. Instead I willingly got up,
