“DO YOU REMEMBER that?” She looked clueless.
“You don’t?” tanong ko sa kaniya. Her face was hard to read right now. Don’t tell me, she forgot her promise. The day she told me that—I actually broke up with Karen.
“Sigurado kang ako ang nag-sabi sa ’yo niyan?” kunot-noong tanong niya.
“Are you serious?” She looked serious. “Fine. Sinabi mo ’yon sa akin noong nasa backyard ka at gumagawa ng assignments mo. You had a couple slices of chocolate cake and a glass of water because you didn’t like soda. Naka-ponytail ang buhok mo at may ilang hibla na nalaglag sa mukha mo. It was around five in the afternoon at may araw pa.”
“I don’t remember,” tanggi niya at may pailing-iling pa.
I swear to God, siya lang ang bukod tanging babae na nakakapagpaubos ng pasensiya ko. Kahit yata santo ay mawaw
