Naramdaman ni Grace ang paghila sa kanya ng kung sino, padapa sa malagong d**o ng sementeryo. She even felt the person's weight on her, covering her body. But her thoughts are torn between the present and the images flashing in her mind. Hindi niya magawang kumilos, she can only sob, like the ten year old Grace na nakikita niya sa kanyang isipan.
"What the f uck is wrong with you?" The person on top of her shouted in a very pissed off voice.
She could only blink sa galit na boses na narinig. He didn't move off her until the gunshot ceased. Naramdaman niya ang gigil nitong paghawak sa magkabila niyang braso. She winced.
"It's raining bullets, for f ucks sake! And you're what, Grace?" Cuss. "You're daydreaming? You should be running away!" More cussing. "This is unbelievable. I'm going t
