TAHIMIK naming pinanood si Kuya Dale habang hawak niya ang kamay ng natutulog pang si Ate Jam. Matapos niyang malaman na nalaglag ang anak nila ay hindi na siya umimik pa sa kanyang pwesto. Pero halos mahabag ang puso ko ng ilang beses niyang halikan ang kamay ni Ate Jam.
He was hurt. Kahit itago niya ay alam kong labis na nasasaktan ang Kuya ko. But it was quite alarming that he didn’t say anything. Natatakot ako at binagabag. If he was quite, he was thinking. That’s the Dale Jonas Montejo I know.
Ngunit nang biglang tumayo si Kuya ay napatayo rin ako. Because I saw his fist clenching very tight. I can’t just shun the fact that he was angry. Pissed. Mad.
“Kuya..” Mahina kong tawag sa kanya. I was hoping na may kailangan lang siya.
“Where's Daphne?” I felt the dangerous tone on his m
