Lunch came out sooner than I thought. Gulantang pa rin ako dahil sa biglaang pagpapakita ni Daddy. Eventually, we were all summoned to our great dining room. Ang mahaba nitong lamesang ayaw na ayaw kong kainan mag-isa ay hinainan din sa wakas.
“Song, napadalaw ka?” Positioned as the head of the long table, Daddy raised his glass.
“Yes, Tito Alvar. I was checking out the new hotel and your house is nearby.” Bagama’t kanina pa patingin-tingin si Song kay Ilay ay ngumiti pa rin sa aking ama.
Since my sisters were not around, our seating arrangements were not followed. If I remembered correctly, it would be the first meal that I would sit on my father’s side that was usually Ate Cala’s throne.
“Ikaw, Ilay? Anong ginagawa mo rito?”
