“I’m going to be civil with you, therefore we shall argue later. But right now, do you know what’s going on in my mind?” bungad ko kaagad kay Ilay pagpasok sa sasakyan.
His hands stopped moving on the dashboard for a while. Then he resumed, his face now etched with a small frown. “What is it?”
“I need a sandwich.”
Tumaas lamang ang isang kilay nito bago minando ang steering wheel. With the last glance on the severity of the front lawn of our boarding school, I rested my head against the black-tinted windows. Swabe ang ugong ng makina habang binabagtas namin ang daan sa gilid ng bundok.
“I said I need a sandwich,” pag-uulit ko.
“Yes, I heard you the first time. We’ll have a stop over at the nearby gas statio
