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Chapter 9
GABBY
I could hear that familiar soft voice calling me, even from afar. It didn't stop until he reached me.
"Miss Gabriella! Miss Gabriella! Miss Gabriella!"
"Miss Gabriella! Long time no see!" the blonde lean boy said in his very excited tone, wrapping his tiny arms around me.
"Sorry Cal, I've been busy these past few days. I haven't had the time to visit you. I'm sorry." I replied, kneeling on the floor to reach his level as I enveloped my arms all over his slim body.
“It’s okay Miss Gabriella. As long as you still have time to visit me. Don’t worry.” Caleb said, smiling.
When Caleb was diagnosed with leukemia six months ago, he was forced to stop his regular schooling, that I got this part time job of tutoring him. He was gradually unable to do what normal kids could do. His stamina was far much weaker compared to other kids of his age.
His mom is a regular customer at our diner.
Before, she usually brings him there to eat after his classes. With that, I get the chance to know him. He usually helps me with my tasks at the diner and after that, we play shooting the basketball at the playground where Jack and I often stay when we’re still kids.
I noticed lately that they seldom come to our diner. From another frequent patron, I learned of Caleb’s sickness as well as his sudden withdrawal from school.
With that, I offered my Tuesdays and Thursdays to her Mom that I would tutor him.
At first, she hesitated and said that Caleb would just be a huge burden to me and he really wasn’t my responsibility at all; yet I insisted and told her that I really had nothing to do aside from school and helping Dad at our diner. After my constant persistence every day, she agreed, only in one condition: that I would visit him only during my vacant days and any time I wanted.
Caleb was a very bright student, a fast learner, indeed. I really felt so bad when I learned about his condition.
Of all people, why did it have to be him?
He was only my age; my age when my Mom died seven years ago. He was so young and yet, he already had to suffer this one.
In spite of that, he remained strong and joyful.
Like me, he also loved basketball.
He used to tell me that his Dad was a basketball player.
When Caleb was still in good shape, his dad taught him how to play ball, and also brought him to actual high school basketball games. Aside from his Dad as his idol, he was a huge fan of one of the players of my school.
I was astonished that he knew my school as well as its basketball players.
To surprise me even more, he considered one of our players as his model, his hero, his idol.
Guess who?
It was no other than the jerk of all times: Charles Lucas Johnson.
Well, in all fairness, Lucas was really an excellent basketball player, I must say.
He seemed to be a different person when he was on court, when he had that round thing in his hand. It felt like he was on a trance. He played really, really, really good.
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