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
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