Dance floor
"Thank you!" I kissed both Killian and Heron's cheeks before getting out of the car and waving at the boys goodbye.
I adjusted the tote bag on my arm as I entered the rusty gates of the old mansion that Papa left us.
Tahimik at walang bumati nang nakapasok ako, gaya na lamang nang unti-unti ko nang nakasanayan.
Ang rotunda sa may kalayuan ay luma na ang pintura at ang fountain ng mag-asawang sumasayaw sa gitna ay hindi na gumagana, wala nang buhay pa.
The garden that used to be so colorful and full of life got replaced by unwanted shrubs. At ang malaking bahay namin? Natitipak na rin ang mga pintura at tila inabandona na.
Wala na rin kasi kaming mga katulong maliban na lamang sa isang caretaker na nag-aalaga kay Mama na siyang pinapasuwelduhan lang din ng iilang kamag-anak na tumutulong sa amin.
The dry leaves crunched with each and every step that I take. I sighed and started to open the first three buttons of my uniform's blouse just so I could breathe.
Ang panghapong sikat ng araw ay sumusugat sa bawat palladian windows ng bahay. Some of it bounced off from its glasses and danced gracefully on my freckled face.
Maliit akong ngumiti at hinayaan ang init nitong humalik sa mukha ko. There is just really something about the sun's heat that makes me at feel at ease. I love how it's warm and painful at the same time.
I know it's an odd fascination. But the feeling it emanates describes my life— the painful rays representing my past, present... and probably future. But even so, there's also this warm light, a small caress of hope that keeps me going.
Nang nakapasok sa bahay ay may kaonting tunog na akong naulinigan. Malapad akong napangiti.
The sound of mellow piano from upstairs ricocheted off the antique columns of the house before its first melodies faded into thin air as another rhythm follows.
I smiled upon seeing my Mother drinking herself into depths of her passion– music.
Kahit kaonting liwanag lang ng araw ang sumisiwang mula sa bintana ng kuwarto ay nagmistulang lumiwanag ang lahat nang ginawaran niya ako ng magaan na ngiti.
Kahapon lang ay nag-advice na ang doctor na puwede nang makakilos ng kaonti si Mama, kahit na magagaang gawain lang muna.
"How's school?" her voice almost as mellow as the piano.
"It's fine," tanging sagot ko.
Biglang naalala ko ang nangyari sa school kanina. Noong lunch break ay bigla na lang akong sinugod ng isang babae mula sa Business Ad Department. She's accusing me of trying to seduce her boyfriend when it was clearly the other way round.
Pareho sila ng boyfriend niya na graduating na habang ako, nasa third year college pa lang kaya ang weird lang na palaging lumalapit sa akin iyong lalaki, nag-o-offer ng lunch, o kaya ihatid ako pauwi, at pati nga iyong iilang fees sa upcoming intrams namin, willing siyang magbayad para sa akin.
I turned him down though. He only wants to get in my pants, as what most of my guy friends tell me. Of course I know that.
Nakakainis lang dahil hindi ko naman pinapatulan ang mga ganyan pero kalat na kalat agad sa school kung gaano ako kalandi, mang-aagaw, at kung anu-ano pang pangalan ang tinatawag nila sa akin.
And as usual, like some kind of routine, I ignore them all.
"How's it going with that eldest Cavallero?" Her face turned sullen.
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