“I’m home. Dad?”
Silence. When will I be able to get used to this silent cold treatment from him? I searched the room but I can’t find him anywhere. I was getting nervous. Dad was not home. He was not in his usual drunken self that I have always witnessed for the past 12 years I reached home. Where could he possibly be?
Without doubt, I went to visit my mother’s grave. But when I reached the place, there was no sign of dad. Home and cemetery – now, I don’t know where to look anymore.
I ran and ran, trying to figure out where my feet will be taking me. I seriously am starting to freak out. Where’s dad? All of a sudden, I began crying. I don’t know. Maybe, it was just something I haven’t done for a long time, with all these pretending-to-be-strong performance. And at a moment, crying felt good.
I reached the burger shop and I saw Jasmine. Just this one time, I needed someone to talk to. I know I said that I don’t want to include her with my dramas, but I don’t think I can handle this alone now. I started walking in the shop. And when she saw me, she knew I had something going on, grabbed her keys and directed me out so we could talk somewhere not public.
When I told her that my father is gone, that I could not find him anywhere, I started crying out again. And the talkative jasmine was just there, silent and trying to listen. I appreciate the fact that she’s comforting me now, that she knows that no enough words could take away the pain and worry I am currently feeling right now.
“Let’s part ways, I’ll go find him there, while you stand up and find him in the other way. Okay?”
“Thanks Jas, I really appreciate you doing this.”
I know this is not the time to be weak. I need to be stronger now, so I stood up and found that courage to go on looking for my lost dad. I went to the chapel, to the bridge, by the lake and I was beginning to lose hope. This was just a small town, but how come I couldn’t find him anywhere?
Bars. Why have I not thought of that! Of course. So, I found myself heading to the bar.
BINABASA MO ANG
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