8:00 a.m.
Isang ordinaryong sulat lang naman pala na nakasilid sa ordinaryong envelope.
Savina's hands shook as she stared at her name and address in black ink. The same bold script had winged encouragement and surprises to her as long as she could remember. Except the letters were wobbly and unevenly spaced, as if her Grandpa had been unsteady. Or hurried.
Her chest tight and aching, she traced the letters of her name. One remaining link. Once she opened it, Grandpa's death was final, his absence from her life absolute. Ito na rin ang huling regalo na matatanggap niya mula sa kanyang lolo.
Brady slid an arm around her, drew her close. His warm, solid strength offered comfort. "Gusto mong ako nalang ang magbukas?"
"Hindi. Sa akin pinadala to' kaya ako rin ang magbubukas." Binigyan
