ARMS OF LOVE

I WANTED not to cry but I failed. After all, I really need that, I have to put out all the pain I've suffered in recent days. It was when I hear knocks on my bedroom door. And since we were only two in that house, I quickly wiped my wet face.“Come on, honey. I thought you might forget dinner, so I brought your meal here ”when Nanny Reming entered. The old butler who had been with my mother Wilma since I was a little girl.I stooped and gasped. "Thank you nan" I replied.“Are you crying?” I could not understand but maybe because of the concern in her voice, I quickly wept again. It was then she approached me and hugged me tightly. "Tell me the problem sweetheart."I was then carrying the white envelope she had given me earlier. Since my mother Wilma passed away a month ago, I've been spending more time in our grocery store in Don Arcadio's own neighborhood. Well that is my way to lessen the sadness and the pain that I feel every time I thought of my mother's

I HAVE let out a sigh before I started dialing the cellphone number printed on the calling card Carlo gave me earlier. I was nervous and there is no doubt about that. But after all, I still want to believe that everything will work out. That everything will be okay, the way I always wanted it to be."H-Hello, Mr. Mendrano? This is Miss Guzman" I couldn't help but stare at the tone of voice when I heard the voice across the line."Miss Guzman" his tone just seemed so busy and I quickly felt ashamed of making the call."I'm sorry to bother you," I said in a tone of apology."What is it?" his voice was cold and automatically I felt sad but like what I always practiced doing since day one when I met him again, I decided to ignore and pretend like it was actually nothing."Would I like to make an appointment with you tomorrow? I hope its okay" my tone of voice didn't change and I secretly refrained from doing so.A moment of silence fell between the tw