Chapter 152

THE CAR parked in front of a Roman style school grounds and I hopped out with a basket of yellow roses. Kasabay ng pag-alis ng kotse ay ang pagpalo ng malamig na simoy ng hangin sa mukha ko. Somehow, it felt nostalgic and calming. Parang nakikinig lang ako sa malakas na ulan habang nakahiga sa malambot na kama ko.

Mas nakakaginhawa pa ang bugso ng hangin sa nagniniyebeng lugar. Because as I pan my head around the school front yard with meadows covered by snow, I could also feel the wind brushing through my long hair with every move my head made.

Dahil huling buwan na ng taon, talamak ang niyebe sa iba't ibang sulok ng lugar. Afar from the driveway, a bricked path was flooded by small amount of snow while a bald tree was cloaked by white crystals, which served as its jacket against the cold weather. At kung meron mang punong may d