“Khy, do you want to go to the province?” mom asked randomly while we were having our lunch. “You know… while waiting for Saimon.”
“To our hometown?”
“Yeah…you’re not that busy, right?”
Umiling ako. “I have a lot of free time. Why are you asking, Mom?”
“Uhm, I’ll have our ancestral house there renovated, e. I want you to look over that project. Your dad and I were busy. Matagal na naming plano ‘yon, but we don’t have time to take care of it.”
“Why? Are you planning to live there?” I asked, my attention was completely drawn to the topic.
Simula nang mamatay ang lolo ko tatlong taon na ang nakalilipas, wala nang nakatira sa bahay namin doon kundi ‘yong housekeeper. ‘Yong farm naman namin doon ay inaalagaan noong mga trabahador pa ni lolo noon.
“Yes, after we turn the company over
