Chapter 23

Art

"Why ka ba laging masungit, hindi ka naman ganyan dati, lagi kang gentle sa akin" Mira sat down in front of my table. Nagpangalumbaba ito at nilalaro ang buhok.

"Wala ka bang mga pasyente?" tanong ko sa kanya habang patuloy ako sa pagbabasa ng magiging campaign plan ko this year.

If I get elected, I will become the mayor of this city. Three years quickly passed by but it feels like it was only yesterday when everything happened.

The truth about my marriage with Amari, the death of our son and her leaving with no trace.

"You know what, Tita Maureen asked me if we have any plans to get married na, she is excited to have a grandchild na totoo"

"She have a grandchild. Arthur is her grandchild" nag iwas ako ng tingin, just by mentioning my son's name brings pain in to my heart.

"But he died na, isn't it time to forget and move forward?"

"Nababaliw ka na bang tunay? You want me to forget that I had a son?"

"That's what I want, dahil unang-una hindi mo sya anak sa akin, anak mo sya doon