Epilogue
I watched how the wind blow some dry leaves over her white gravestone. Her name was engraved by the shade of gold. Mas tumitingkad ang kulay nito dahil sa sinag ng pang-umagang araw.
Alas put the basket of fresh carnations beside her gravestone and removed some grass there. Nagsindi siya ng kandila, tinitigan ang lapida niya ng ilang sandali na tila nagdadasal bago naupo sa tabi ko. I glanced at him and he's still staring at her grave.
"Are you okay?" I asked through a soothing voice.
He nodded. "I always think that she's too young to die. As far as I can remember, she still had plans for her mother."
Hinaplos ko ang likuran niya at tumingin sa lapida.
"I'm happy that Dad offered some help for her mother. We can still continue to help her, Alas. Don't worry."
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