“Daddy! Tita Daisy! I got a boo-boo!”
Parang nahimasmasan din ang aming kanina pang nananahimik na lamesa. Pumasok sa eksena si Preston, hawak ang isang daliring may gabutil na tuldok ng dugo. Ilay looked at me once before tending to his overly dramatic son. He seemed rather proud than afraid that he was able to withstand such pain.
“Look!” Pinisil niya ang hintuturong daliri kaya naging bilog ang kaninang butil lang.
“Where’d you get that? Where’s Edna?” Dinampot ni Ilay ang kamay ni Preston at ininspekto.
“With Artemis. Went to bathroom!”
“Bakit kasi masyadong bata ang kinuha mong yaya?” Bubulong-bulong ako.
Ilay was still searching for Preston’s other possible injuries while I fetched my bag and se
