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I wasn't allowed to go home the next day. And the next. Dahil sinunod ko ang payo ni Danelle at ni-refer ako ni Dr. Uychenco sa neurologist. And the neurologist, Dra. Abiad ordered a CT and MRI scans. Dra. Abiad said my epileptiform discharge--whatever that was--from my EEG result was a bit higher than normal. That in itself was no cause for worries but coupled with my hallucination episode, Dra. Abiad wanted to see my brain. Images of it.

I was ecstatic when she showed me the results. My brain was okay.

"Maybe it was just my brain recovering from the amnesia." Sabi ko kay Danelle. We were walking to her car and I was referring to my 'vision'. "Maybe my brain got overwhelmed with the memories I started remembering again, some memories overlapped resulting in a weird vision. Maybe Adam was right. It was Jollibee. We drove-thru remember? Before checking in that hotel." We got in the car. Her phone rang before she could press START engine. She declined the call and placed the phone on a holder between our seats.

But I already caught a glimpse of the caller, "Why didn't you answer?"

"I don't want to anymore."

"Really?" It was the second bestest news of the day. And it was only eleven o'clock in the morning. Danelle ignoring Stan. A miracle. She was crazy about him. I was totally against that jerk but no matter what I said to Danelle, she kept coming back to him. "Did you have some sort of epiphany while I was away?"

"I am beautiful. I am blessed. I am light. I am love. I am. I am. I am." She recited and we drove off.

"What?!" Natatawa ako na ewan.

"I am a woman of substance. I am not his booty call. He wants my pussy, he's got to be worthy of it. No respect, no pussy."

"What on earth have you been up to?" Sumali na ba ito sa...kulto?

She glanced at me and grinned, "I joined a movement I found on line. We meet once a week, every Friday afternoon."

"Like a club? A feminists club?"

"You should join." She said instead. "Your brother's been manipulating your sweet little pussy for as long as I can remember and what are you doing about it? Nada."

I was aghast, "You know that's weird, right? My pussy and my brother together in one sentence." Creepy.

"But he's acting like he owned your pussy, Kiki."

"Not my pussy. Just me."

"You are one with your pussy. The pussy is you. You are your pussy."

"The fuck is that group of yours?"

"Femina Sagrada."

I just blinked. I didn't know what to say.

Danelle went on to explain, "When we celebrate our vaginas, we empower our vaginas. That simple. When's the last time you appreciated your namesake?"

"Uh?"

"See? You don't even think about it. But men? It's all they think about and we complain that they get to decide what we ought to do with our bodies. They get to decide about birth control, abortion, pregnancy because we don't think about our pussies as much as they do. We don't even look at it but we show it to a man."

That got me spreading my thighs and looking down. I was wearing jeans and a simple shirt. I wasn't feeling fabulous these days.

"Owww-kay, I get the point." I said. To be honest, I really could not remember the last time I looked at my pussy. Definitely not during my stay at the cult's farm. I had enough trouble using the tabo for matters of personal hygiene as it was. I cringed at the indignation of having to wash my ass with my bare hand after defecating. Walang toilet paper sina Ahrhys.

"Good. I'll sign you up for divination class on Friday."

"Divination what?"

"Class."

"I mean...what is it?"

Danelle simply smiled, "You'll see."