But before he could do that, I said:
“Miguel… We need to talk.”
Suddenly, he fell silent.
He seemed to know.
He slowly sat down on the sofa.
“Ana… “Am I going to go with your son?”
Tumango ako.
He didn’t look at me.
He was just stunned.
“I’m sorry if I lied to you.”
I approached.
The letter was placed on the table in front of him.
“Binasa ko.”
He looked up slowly.
There was fear in his eyes.
“Galit ka ba?”
This Is Your Tree.
“Hindi.”
Her eyes lit up.
“Surely ka?”
Tumango ako.
“But there’s one thing that makes me angry.”
Suddenly, he was nervous.
“Year?”
I grabbed his hand.
“Why didn’t you include me in your dream from the beginning?”
Suddenly, her eyes filled with tears.
He couldn’t speak.
I hugged him tightly.
And for the first time in many months, I felt peace return to my heart.
A few weeks later, we traveled to Cebu together.
As the car approached a small village, I noticed a lot of children playing on the road.
We stopped in front of a new building.
It is a small school.
At the top of the gate, it read:
