““Victoria, you are not meeting the Queen of England, bakit masyado ka namang ninenerbyos d’yan? You’re just meeting my son,””biro ni Malcolm nang mapansin ang pagkabalisa ko.
Nginitian ko lang siya. ““I can’t help it.””
He grabbed my hand under the table and placed it on his lap. ““I’m here, so don’t worry.””
A waiter in fresh black suit approached us and gave us each a menu and left one for the other person we’re still waiting. I couldn’t concentrate on it, my thoughts were somewhere. Ano’ng mga posible niyang itatanong? Ano’ng kailangan kong sabihin? How should I even introduce myself? Should I tell him I am soon going to be his step mother? Will it piss him off?
Hindi naman nagtagal ay dumating na nga ang anak ni Malcolm. He gently placed a hand over my wrists and smiled, nodding
