Kieth sighs and massages his templse. He should not be here but it has to be done.
Nandito siya ngayon sa bahay ni Ashelee para kunin lahat ng mga gamit niya. He used to stay here a lot and leaving his things here was a normal thing to do. Mga simpleng gamit lang naman—toothbrush, neckties, a few coats...
"Would this be all, sir?" Tanong ng driver niya buhat na ang box ng mga gamit niya.
Tumango siya at bumuntong-hininga ulit. Tumayo na siya at tinignang muli ang kabuuan ng bahay. He unconsciously held his wounded arm. Maayos naman na iyon pero iyon ang huling nangyari sa kanila dito ni Ashelee.
This has been a safe place to him. Ito ang takbuhan niya kapag kailangan niya ng tulog. It wasn't the best sleep but at least he was sleeping. Maalaga sa kanya si Ashelee sa sarili nitong paraa
