You make him a better man.
The words keep echoing in my mind, bringing me a sense of peace and indescribable peace.
I soon enough walk back to where my dad, my uncle, and his family are, feeling way more cheerful than I did when I left them earlier.
“Are you alright?” My dad inquires.
I nod at him and flash my most convincing smile. However, it soon falters, because my dad starts coughing.
The handkerchief that’s in his hand is already b****y, and I cannot help but wonder if he’s going to be okay.
His eyes reflect pain and a bit of sadness too when he tells me after the fit,”Don’t worry so much about your old man. He’ll be okay.”
And as if to prove his point, he rises to his feet, a small smile adorning his face.
I mirror it with one of my own.
Then, with an almost inaudi
