“Oli.”
I didn’t recognize the woman who called me. But the smile on her lips, that I do. I have seen that kind of smile from women a thousand times before. I knew what that smile meant. Once upon a time, kumagat ako. Not now. Not ever again.
Ignoring her, I went back to Orpheus who is manning the bar kasama ng dalawa pa nitong tauhan.
“Johnnie Walker Blue, neat,” order ko.
“Whisky? C’mon, San Martin, this night calls for tequila,” sabad naman ng babae. Apparently, she does not want to be ignored. She plastered her body right beside me at sumenyas sa isa sa mga bartender for two shots.
Agad namang lumapit sa amin ang naturang bartender. From under the counter, he took out two shot glasses at nilapag sa tapat namin. He cut a lemon into four and cut a notch in two of them. He ran the not
