Jenna dropped herself onto the seat next to the window. Kapag sumasakay siya sa eroplano, palagi siyang umuupo malapit sa bintana para makita niya ang mga ulap. There was something calming about watching them drift by, like cotton candy floating in the sky.
"Does your head still hurt?"
Binalingan niya si Heirman na nakaupo sa tabi niya.
"Ano namang pakialam mo kung masakit pa?" inis niyang sagot. Naiirita pa rin siya sa kanya, lalo na’t naaalala niya ang malamig at walang emosyon nitong mukha kanina.
Heirman, unfazed by her attitude, calmly responded, "May Advil ako rito kung masakit pa. Just tell me."
Imbes na sumagot, inirapan lang niya ito at ibinalik ang tingin sa labas ng bintana. She didn’t want to admit it, but her head was still pounding from last night.
A minute later, as th
