Lucianda Solero-Montalbo
EVEN BREATHING fresh air from the mountain didn’t help me to resonate but I was just even convinced how mad I was and had been suppressing it. Climbing the mountain didn’t clear my mind, but it persuaded me to do things that would satisfy my emotions.
“I want more of these,” natatakam kong hiling kay Lucan at inabot sa kanya ang maliit na basket.
He was watching me a bit stunned. Napahawak ito sa batok niya at nahihirapang lumunok.
“Nakatatlong basket kana ng orange, Lucianda. Nung isang araw ka pa kumakain niyan, hindi ka pa ba nagsasawa? Baka lumabas yung bata kulay kahel na.”
“Ayos lang basta hindi kamukha ni Alejandro,” I whispered seriously. Natawa siya pero agad rin binawi ng mapansin na hindi biro iyung sinabi ko.
“I have a date but here I am takin
