Novels by Martin Sevilla

Samuel’s most awaited day finally came.The sealed envelope in his trembling hands contained the judgment for his future. It had a wax stamp on it—a gray square with an “X” symbol in the middle.He bit his thumb and inched around his dimly lit room. Stained papers with scribbles, graphs, charts, and numbers were all around him. They covered his four walls, ceiling, and floor.“Sam? Is anything wrong?” a voice outside his room said.The boy squeaked. It was Senia, his mother.He quickly hid the envelope behind him just in time when the door swung open.“All is well here!” Samuel said, smiling.Senia shook her head at the situation of her son’s room. “Are you studying without light again? Why don’t you turn on your lamp? But come out first, I’ve prepared some warm soup for dinner.”“I will! I’ll just finish clean