ZAVANA KALSEY SANDOVAL
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I helped mom cook dinner habang naglalaro sa labas ang tatlong boys. Mom and I were talking about Kuya Ken nang pumasok sa kusina si Ate Klaire. She stopped going to work during weekdays dahil nagiging mahirap na ang med school para sa kaniya at nagsa-suffer na ang health niya.
"Why did you stop?" she asked habang nagsasalin ng tubig sa baso niya.
"We were just... talking about Kuya Ken."
"Ken?" ulit niya bago uminom ng tubig.
"Kenrix, babe. Your brother," mom answered.
Hindi siya sumagot sa ilang sandali and chose not to comment about it.
"What can I help?" she asked at nilapitan si mom para tulungan maghiwa ng onions.
I knew all of them never cared about him. I felt bad about it pero wala naman akong magagawa. Kuya King hated him. Si Kuya Kurseiv naman
