Five years later...
I watched the ocean from the porch of my house. I let the rocking chair move up and down, it has always reminded me of the feeling of being inside a ship... the way the waves move in a rhythmic pattern. The saltiness of the air, the clearness of the water, it has also reminded me of Alexander Renaissance... and our almost dark yet perfect fairy tale.
“Mum!” Bumalik ako sa riyalidad nang may tumawag sa akin, tumingin ako sa dakong pinanggalingan ng singkit na boses at nakita si Maximo, madumi ang kanyang mga kamay na binabalot ng buhangin. Naglakad siya palapit sa akin at hinawakan ako sa aking kamay. “Mum, you gotta come!” I was about to ask why when he continued, “the turtle eggs! They hatched! C’mon, or you’ll miss it!” He tried to pull me over.
Tumayo ako at hinay
